Shifted Fate by Alicia S.Rivers

Am I the stronger witch? I turned again to look at her face, even knowing she wasn’t there. I felt her hand disappear from my arm; I knew in my mind she had left me alone to figure out my next move. But her words kept bouncing around in my mind. Am I the stronger witch? Wolf, yes, a hundred times over. I knew that without a doubt. But I had never actually put my power against someone else’s. Not like this.

I had broken runes and charms, even unraveled a love spell. But I had never fought against anyone. Never measured my power against another’s. Whoever put the rune on Vince, whatever power he was tapping into, could be stronger than I am.

Nix snorted. You are overthinking it again.

Megan sighed. I agree with Nix on this one.

I’m not wrong, though. I dropped the sound bubble and redid the spell to listen in on Vince, Verity and Rowan. I have never fought with my power being the main attack. What if I fail?

Then we all die; Rowan dies, we die. Nix looked up at me. And we leave our mother to raise Carly in the cabin.

And hopefully… Megan pressed against the barrier. She didn’t fail in her goddess–given task like we did.

You guys aren’t helping. I looked around. I don’t know what to do.

save our mate, or we all die.

do this to me,” Verity shrieked, and I turned

this awkward half turn, making Rowan look between Vince, Verity and their hands. I pulled out my phone and sent another text. ‘Vince is trying to brand

hand. Now.‘

chirp of Rowan’s phone, and he pulled back his hand, or tried to, from Vince.

Rowan pulled his hand back again, causing him to stumble

to let go.

our bond. I’m so stupid. I should have just sent it earlier. I shook my head as I adjusted the tray again. I wanted to throw it at Vince and had to

dropped to the ground, along with the rest of the omegas, tray falling to the ground with me. Champagne went everywhere. I laid in

few wolves cried out.

ground, I couldn’t see anything. “My king. I don’t understand why you are doing this display at my son’s mating ceremony.” Vince’s voice was trembling. But still held an edge of hatred,

off the floor. The few omegas stood on shaky legs, but one gasped

to see me soaking wet, and surrounded by glass. “I’m fine.” I stood, making my legs

command you to release me and caused your own omega harm. If I didn’t know better,