58. The Witch Head.
Narrator’s POV.
“We are here”, the witch said as they came to a halt at the large building, “You should take a step back”, he said to Sarah and Fredrick,
“Why?”, Fredrick asked,
“Because I fucking said so! Take a goddamn step back so I can open this goddamned gate and be on my way”, his voice was laced with anger and annoyance. They had been asking foolish and unrelatable questions since they got there, he started to regret not killing them on the spot immediately.
“Fine”, Fredrick grunted and took Sarah’s hand, taking a step back with her, he pulled her closer to him, “Stay close to me, I do not trust him”, he whispered into her ear, she nodded not minding that idea at all; anything to get his beautiful scent on her body.
“Only a witch guard can open this gate”, he explained, closing his eyes. When he opened them back up, his green orbs had turned golden, Sarah gasped at the sight; she had never seen a witch in action before and to her, his eyes looked very beautiful. So beautiful that she felt drawn to them, she felt the need to leave Fredrick’s side and go to the man; that was exactly what she did.
She moved away from Fredrick and walked over to the man’s side. Fredrick was so confused as he called her name multiple times and she could not answer, she looked like she had been placed under some kind of spell. A spell!
“What did you do to her?”, Fredrick’s canines elongated as he growled at the man in anger and concern, “Stop it”, he demanded in a scarier tone, the man closed his eyes once more and Sarah fell unto the ground, taking sharp gasps of air. Fredrick ran over to her and raised her up, “Sarah, are you okay?”,
“Oh, stop being such a drama queen, she is fine”, he said a few incoherent words and the large gates creaked open.
“Why the fuck would you do that? What did you do to her?”, Fredrick hugged her close to his body, he was not letting her go this time,
“I spelled her to be attracted to me, I really do not know”, he shrugged, “You know you werewolves ask quite a lot of questions?”,
“I guess that is why we are the smarter specie”, Fredrick shrugged as well and started moving he and Sarah to the gate,
“I will try not to take offense to that. Give me my money so I can get lost”, the man seemed bored and unimpressed; he personally preferred to walk around the borders for days than tend to these filthy and savage beasts.
“Here”, Fredrick slapped the thousand-dollar bill into the man’s hand and without another word, the man was gone. “Are you okay to walk on your own?”, he asked Sarah with worried eyes,
“I am fine”, she croaked out, as surprising as it was, that spell had taken a huge toll on her, she felt weaker than an omega should feel.
“Come on then, let us head into the castle”, he placed her in front of him, so he could monitor his surroundings properly, and if monitoring the surroundings meant staring at her bubbly ass in her tight fitted jeans, he was doing a damn good job.
She could feel his gaze on her ass, but she was not complaining in anyway, she liked the fact that he was looking at her ass; looking was an understatement, his eyes hand not left it.
They made it to the large oak doors and rang the doorbell, shortly, a woman that looked to be about forty opened the door and frowned, “What in the world are you werewolves doing here?”, she spat,
“We need to see the witch head”, Fredrick said for the hundredth time that evening,
“Well, does she know you are coming?”, the woman cocked up her perfectly arched eyebrow and placed a hand on her hip,
“No, but it is very urgent. We would not be here if it was not”, Fredrick said once again, he was tired of repeating his words; why did they have to be so damn difficult?
“The witch head cannot…”,
“Aria, who is at the door?”, an angelic voice rang out from the other side of the door,
“Werewolves, your majesty”, the woman, Aria spat,
“What?”, the other woman exclaimed, “Dwayne did not tell me to be expecting anyone, especially not in my castle”, the door was pulled open as a beautiful woman graced them with her presence. She was intimidatingly beautiful and elegant, she looked like a goddess, carved from the finest stone on the earth’s surface. How was it possible to be that beautiful?
“He does not know we are here”, Fredrick said, bowing his head down, Sarah quickly mirrored his action.
“How did you make it this far?”, Fredrick contemplated on whether he should rat out the guard that took bribe or just keep it a secret,
“We hid well, your highness”.
“Why are you here? Whoever brought you here should have let you know that I do not like my time being wasted”, Fredrick and Sarah really were not surprised that she could tell he was lying, she was the witch head after all.
“It is about the Alpha king”, Fredrick said, making the woman’s interest peak,
“What about him? How do you know him? I know he is a very private person; do you want to overthrow him? If that is why you are here, you are definitely at the wrong place”,
“No”, Fredrick growled at the thought of him betraying the alpha king, “I am the second in command to the alpha king, and I fear that he has been spelled”, he told her and her eyes widened to saucers,
“Come in”, she moved away from the door, welcoming them into her castle,
“But your highness”, Aria whined,
“Move aside”, the stubborn woman who had an obvious hatred for werewolves stepped away from the door as she was asked. Fredrick and Sarah entered the castle and began to follow behind the witch head, “How is it possible? A spell can only work on him when placed by a royal”, she pointed out.
“Exactly what I said, that is exactly why we are here”, Fredrick said, pulling a rather quite Sarah closer to him,
“Who is this?”, she had finally acknowledged Sarah, “Why is she so quiet?”,
“This is Sarah, the luna queen’s personal maid”, Fredrick introduced, avoiding the last question she had asked.
“The luna queen? She was here a couple weeks ago, came to see one of my sisters”, the witch head smiled as she walked into a room that took the setting of an office,
“Daphne? Daphne never came here”, Sarah finally spoke up,
“Daphne, that was her name”, the woman shrugged in nonchalance, she could recall the girl telling her over and over that her name was Daphne,
“What color was her hair?”, Sarah piped in again,
“Golden”, they knew it!
“Emilia!”, they both exclaimed, making the witch head surprised,
“Who is this Emilia?”, whoever she was, she must have been severely loathed by all.
“She is a crazy bitch and the real Luna Queen’s rival”, Fredrick pulled his blonde hair in frustration, “Is there a way we could see your sister?”, he asked the woman once he had calmed down.
The woman nodded her head and yelled, “Aria”, she showed up a second later, “Get Venice here, right this second”, she said angrily, praying to the gods that her sister had nothing to do with all this,
“Is there something wrong, your majesty?”, she looked concerned but it certainly was not appreciated,
“Do not question me and get my sister now”, her face had turned red, showing that she was hot with anger. If there was something she did not like, it was her family being used to betray a friend; this rarely happened.
Another beautiful woman walked into the room a few minutes later and bowed, “Yes, sister?”,
“Venice, who did you cast a spell on the other day?”, her question was not even sensible, that was how furious she was.
“I beg your pardon?”,
“The day that the ‘luna queen’ came, who did you cast a spell on?”, she elaborated,
“Oh, that? The alpha king”, the girl shrugged like it was nothing.
The light bulbs in the room became brighter as the witch head sizzled in rage, the bulbs eventually could not take the currents again and blew up, scattering the glass everywhere,
“How could you be so stupid? And you even have the nerve to tell me that you casted a spell on the alpha king”, the woman rose to her feet and banged her small fists on the table harshly,
“Well, I thought it was not a big deal since it was the luna queen”, Venice sounded frightened, she had never seen her sister like this, she looked so infuriated and scary with her bright and gleaming golden eyes.
“You stupid idiot, it was not the luna queen. It was her rival; what have I told you about casting such spells?”, she shouted,
“You said not to do it”, tears filled the girl’s eyes as she got scolded by her older sister,
“Exactly! I told you not to do it, it was a direct order Venice”, the woman calmed herself down and sat back on the chair, she closed her eyes and light filled the dark room once again.
“I am sorry”, the girl cried,
“You will be once I am done with you”, she promised, Venice gulped and bowed her head shamefully, “Tell me the spell you casted on him”, she ordered,
“I casted that spell that mother taught us, the one that makes someone look like another person to a chosen person”, Venice said, she kept her head down, knowing another storm was brewing silently.
“How could anybody ask you to do that spell? Ow could you answer? Do you know how dangerous that spell is?”, the witch head shouted once again, if it were not her flesh and blood, the person would have been tortured to death,
“I thought I was doing it for the right reason, she told me that another woman was after her mate, the alpha king and he was giving in to her. She told me she needed to look like the woman so she could do something terrible and look bad in front of the alpha king”, Venice explained,
“Just get out, I am taking your magic away for a month”, she declared, Venice knew she deserved it so she merely nodded and left the room, “I am so sorry about that”, she apologized to the two who sat before her, watching the show that just went down.
“Are you going to help us?”, Sarah asked quietly, if she thought she was scared of the woman before, she was wrong, she was absolutely terrified of her,
“Yes, I will”.