Chapter 15: The Earth Witch Part 1

***Jane***

“Who in the bloody f**k are you?” the woman growls, the golden flecks in her green eyes glittering like flames.

Before I can respond, the small woman has a silver dagger pointed at my throat as she pins me with her elbow against the door.

“You better talk fast, wolf.Talia doesn’t take kindly to your kind so I doubt she let you in willingly.Who the f**k are you and what are you doing in her house?”

She snarls, pressing the dagger harder against my neck.

“Are you one of Christian’s mutts? Have you come to take her back? Are you with Cillian because I’ll bloody kill you where you stand if you so much as touch her!”

Who are Christian and Cillian and where are they taking our mate? Grayson asks.

Agnes rushes towards us and the woman turns to face her, lifting her hand up in warning.

“Unless you want me to gauge your pretty little eyes out, wolf, BACK THE f**k UP!” the woman screams, her hand emitting green light.

Witch! Grayson snarls.

Taking advantage of her distraction, I hook my ankle around the that it points to her instead.I then use my body to slam her against the wall, the woman groaning as her head bangs against the wall.

Completely infuriated, she wraps her fingers around my wrists.

Her palms become scorching hot as they emit a green light and I flinch away from her in pain, stepping back a few paces and shielding Agnes with my body from the furious witch.

The witch waves the dagger in front of me, her teeth clenched in anger.

“Don’t make me repeat myself.Who are you and what have you done with Kota and Talia?”

Realizing this might be Talia’s witch friend, Gwen, I raise one arm in surrender and then point to my throat, mouthing the word MUTE to her before gesturing to Agnes and pointing at my ears.

“DEAF,” I mouth, praying to Moon Goddess that she gets it.

She narrows her eyes in confusion and I hear Agnes shuffling behind me.I don’t dare look at what Agnes is doing, afraid to take my eyes off the witch.

Just speak! Grayson snaps in frustration.

I open my mouth to take his advice but as always, my tongue grows stiff and heavy in my mouth, the words stuck in the back of my throat.

Agnes walks right past me and holds out a piece of paper to the witch.

“You’re deaf and you’re mute…?” the witch mutters, pointing to satisfied, she slowly lowers her dagger.

“Of course you f****”g are,” she grumbles, storming past us to the kitchen.

She sees the pen and notepad on the counter and tosses it to me.

“Go on then.Explain yourselves.Who are you?” She says, crossing her arms and tapping her foot impatiently.

Knowing she could go off any minute, I scribble a response to her and timidly hand the notepad back to her.

She snatches it out of my hand, grumbling to herself in annoyance.

“My name is Zane.I am Talia’s mate.This is Agnes, my mother.You must be Gwen…” she reads aloud, her body tensing up at the last sentence.

“S-She told you about me..” She grumbles, a bit of anger flashing in her eyes.

“She must trust you then…She doesn’t give my name out to just anyone.”

My heart nearly skips a beat when she says that.

Talia trusts me? Gwen eyes me up and down, a murderous chuckle escaping her lips.

“Moon Goddess must be testing us both,” she says to herself.

“Oh Talia…looks like we are both on the same bloody boat,” she sighs, taking a seat at the counter.

Agnes being Agnes, she rushes to grab the witch a glass of water and hands it to her with shaking hands.

The witch smiles softly at her and thanks her.

After taking a drink and gathering her bearings, Gwen looks up at me with a “I apologize for attacking you.I’m a little on edge as it is.It’s been a rough couple days,”

Gwen says to me, wiping her face in exhaustion.

Tell me about it, I want to say but instead just nod politely.

Ask her about Christian and Cillian! Grayson snaps.

Who the f**k are they and why would they take Talia? I take the notepad from the counter and write out my question to her, When she sees what I wrote, she shakes her head at me.

“Cillian is my problem, not Talia’s so don’t worry about him.I-I’ll take care of him on my own,” she says, nervously smiling at me.

who Christian is, however, it’s best I not say a word.That’s Talia’s business and only she has the right to disclose that information.It should be she

problem, why would he

shake a little as I

to know if Talia is safe.Who Is Cillian?”

knock at the

she says, pushing me back as I try to push past

“Stay here.”

follow her to the door, ignoring her side

protect The witch cautiously turns to the knob and opens the door, a

stands at around my height, tan skin, strong build and dark brown hair.His green

Earth are you

door open and glaring at

did you find

he says, never taking his

aura surrounds him and I can sense his wolf lurking beneath the surface, ready to tear me to pieces.He’s a silver wolf

first, Salvador.What the hell are you doing here? How did you find me?” She snaps, her fists

smirks and waves his phone

is that she hasn’t got a clue how technology works,

dryly at him but

stepping closer so that he stands only

“Who’s the mutt?”

him,”

jealous?” she

at her,

Asshole…

grumbles.I can hear her heart pound in her chest as he

him away, the

Salvador,” she mutters, the

he sighs, taking her hand and interlocking

to let me in or

wolf,” she

after I

he growls, pulling

“If he finds you…”

can handle this on my

Salvador crashes his lips onto hers, holding her face

their interaction, I turn my gaze and examine the wall, inspecting the little crevices on its

a uh..That’s a sturdy wall we got here ,I think to

Very sturdy…uh..Very clean…

why I can’t

trembling in his

not yet come and I could only hope one day she would fall

the wolf into the house and leading him into the living

her completely under his

his eyes carefully inspecting Agnes

silver wolf,” he states as

is not,”he says, nodding at

clan with an omega?” I could

respond to you,” the witch sighs before turning

for the intrusion.I was not

tired face and taking

us to the wolf who appears to be her mate that

wolf with the gift of thought projection, capable of turning his thoughts into

could make anything come to life with just an

the room before

the beautiful creature, reaching out her hand to

crawls along her finger, fluttering its wings to show off

“She can keep it,”

says as he watches Agnes play

doesn’t crush it, it will stay

tears springing to her eyes in

not understanding why his gift could mean so much

her life and that his simple act of

with my question back to Gwen and give her a stern

with knowing that I plan to take care of it immediately.In the meantime,

Danger?

is difficult

made arrangements with a pack and they are willing

to know who would be willing to accept

involved, humans

her, his chest

“The Ivory Queen.”

***Nataliat**

X-ray referral down

my cubby and I contemplate throwing it out and grabbing food at

grimace, however, when I remember they

bag along with some cut up fruit and cheese and one of Kota’s apple juices I secretly liked to drink.I stare at the drink,

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