Diana POVTwo years later,Two years more had passed, and these years were tough for me. Soon after that fire incident, Alpha Marcus introduced me to a witch Amelia, whom Raymond had also seen two times here. She stayed with us for two weeks and helped me with my abilities.According to her, I was a witch with multiple aura but something was peculiar. She tried to read my aura for more information, but something was suppressing my abilities and hindering her from digging for information.She told me she’d help me figure it out once she got back to her territory, but more than a year and a half passed. She didn’t return. I asked Alpha Marcus to summon her or tell me her address, but he didn’t listen to me. However, with Amelia’s instructions and my practice of two years, I had control over water and fire effortlessly.I’ve accepted the truth that I was a witch, not a werewolf. Maybe Grandpa didn’t know when he adopted me and considered me a wolf pup, but in reality, I was a witch’s daug
Raymond’s POV I was having a shower after my morning run when something strange happened. I felt immense pain in the back of my neck. “Diana,” my mind directly went to her. I grabbed my pants and ran to her room, wearing it on the way. “Diana,” I called out but she wasn’t in her room. I even looked in the washroom. ‘Where is she?’ Jasper howled. ‘She’s in pain.’ “But where is she?” I got worried. My heartbeat increased and I felt it tightening in my rib cage. “In the woods,” I remembered. It was her turn today, so I rushed into the woods. On my way there, I followed her fragrance. The moment I reached there. I found her on the ground, naked and covered in blood. “Diana,” I instantly approached her. She was in a worse state. Her arm, back and belly had open cuts and blood was oozing out of them. My heart throbbed. I patted her cheeks and tried to wake her up, but she was unconscious. I looked around and found four dead bodies of bloody rogues. My blood boiled. I wanted to te
Diana’s POV‘Diana, wake up. You’re healed now.’ I heard a sweet voice resonating in my head.‘Who are you?’ I asked, not recognizing it.‘Your wolf, Arya,’ she responded in the same pitch.“Arya!” I spoke, opening my eyes. My head hurts.“I was in the forest. That rouges,” I panicked the next moment.“Calm down,” she spoke. Her voice was the same as the voice I heard when rogues attacked me.I relived everything. That white wolf, she helped me. It was she who saved me.“It was my wolf,” I muttered, but how? My mind was filled with questions.‘Yes, I’m your wolf, Arya.’ she spoke again.“What did you say? You’re my wolf, but how is this possible? I don’t have a wolf. I’m a witch.” I shot questions at her.“Calm down. I know you’re shocked. But, listen to me. I’m your wolf, Arya, and you’re a witch, also.” She responded to my questions. “How is this possible? I didn’t get you when I turned eighteen. You weren’t with me. I had the power of water and fire. Only witches had these powers. H
Raymond’s POVIn the office,“Alpha, you called me.” My voice was low as I opened the door and entered inside.“Why did she sense your fragrance? Where is the sachet of herbs I gave you?” he questioned, shooting daggers at me. I gulped down because I knew he would be mad once he found out, but I was ready for it. I wanted her.“Sorry, Alpha. I forgot to wear it,” I apologized.“Do you take me as a fool? I told you she had gained her wolf. Her senses would be sharp, so wear it so she couldn’t smell you,” he shouted at me through gritted teeth.“I’m sorry, Alpha,” I exclaimed.He looked at me and sighed.“Raymond,” he spoke, standing on his feet and moving towards the wall-length mirrored window.“You’re going North Valley today and will be there for the next six months.” He ordered.“But why Alpha? Why you’re sending me away? You never send me anywhere in the last eight years, why now?”“Raymond, if you consider me as your master, as your Alpha, then listen to me. You need to go.” his v
Raymond POVAfter Alpha Marcus left, Jasper let me take over and secluded himself.“I told you to stop,” I said once I regained control. My body was full of pain.“Shift and heal me,” I said, placing my hand on my chest because the strength Alpha had used had caused internal injuries. I couldn’t heal them without shifting into my wolf, so I called Jasper. However, he didn’t reply.“Jasper, can you listen to me? It is all because of you, so now shift and heal me.” I grew frustrated. I could sense Jasper’s dejection. However, he shouldn’t raise his hand against Alpha. We could talk to him and tell him what we wanted. Jasper shouldn’t be violent.“First, you raised your hand against master, and now you’re not healing me. What do you want?” I shouted because I was also desperate, but Jasper’s behavior made it worse. I wanted him to come out and talk to me, but now he was behaving strangely.“Come out, or I’ll,”‘Stop shouting at me. Your master doesn’t care for you. He’s sending us away. W
Diana’s POV At night, I felt exhausted after spending the whole day in the library, immersed in books about werewolves. ‘I’m hungry. Let’s go,’ Arya spoke as my stomach growled. I nodded, glancing at the clock. It was eight o’clock, time for dinner, so I went to the dining hall. Marcus and Clara were already there, but Raymond was missing. I frowned because he had always come before me, and I also needed to talk to him, especially after what I had read. “How was your day? Did you find anything good for yourself in the library?” Alpha Marcus asked as I took a seat at the table. “I’ve found some recuperating techniques. I’ve noted them, so tomorrow, I’ll practice and see the results.” I told him. He nodded and asked. “How’s Arya doing? Can she shift again?” “She’s doing good for now. However, she needs more time.” I spoke, drinking the soup. Marcus asked nothing more, so I turned to Clara and asked. “Clara, where is Ray? He didn’t come for dinner.” “He---,” Clara was about to
Diana’s POV Three weeks later, Time passed swiftly. Arya and I sorted out our clash, but that unknown person still disturbed me mentally. Even though I didn’t see him after that night, Arya was desperate for him, waiting to see him again. I also couldn’t deny the fact that his fragrance was something different. I smelled nothing so soothing and calm since I gained these abilities, and I also wanted to know who the person behind that mask was and how he dared to touch me like that and say I was his. However, I had to put him behind my head and focus on my daily practice. I have been practicing recuperating and cultivating techniques for the past week and felt stronger than before. However, I realized I couldn’t cast spells when Arya took over. My powers of witch and Arya clash with each other, so Alpha Marcus ordered me to practice a mind-calming mantra so whenever I’d use my spell powers, I could control them without disturbing Arya. However, those techniques were toying with m
Diana’s POVThree days had passed, and I couldn’t connect to Arya. I tried hard but failed. Whenever I practiced or attempted to concentrate on my core, something pulled me, and I reached the same place. The same garden and corridors, where the werewolves were under slavery. They were beaten and abused badly. I was losing my mind as I couldn’t watch them die mercilessly, but I couldn’t do anything. I wanted to tell Alpha Marcus but couldn’t gather the courage because I disobeyed his order and secretly practiced something else and got myself in trouble.Today, I wanted to try for the last time and if I didn’t succeed, I’d inform Alpha Marcus and take whatever punishment he’d give, but at least Arya would come back and these visions would stop.In the library, I sat on the floor carpet flooding my legs like right leg over the left and my hands on my thighs. I started taking deep breaths and once I got my breath stable; I enchanted the mind-calming mantra for Arya, but as I began, someth