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.

a word.That’s Talia’s business and only she

why would he be after Talia? He snaps.She’s hiding

hands shake a little as I take the pen and paper

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

a knock at the door, both

pushing me back as

“Stay here.”

to the door, ignoring her

cautiously turns to the knob and opens the door, a young man standing on the

and dark brown

Earth are

sneers, pushing the door

did you

he says, never taking

murderous aura surrounds him and I can sense his wolf lurking beneath the surface, ready to tear

Salvador.What the hell are you doing here? How did you find me?”

and waves his phone at

300 year old mate is that

him but he

put my watch in your bag.Now…” he says, stepping closer so that

“Who’s the mutt?”

just met him,” she

You jealous?” she

me up and down and smiles with satisfaction at her, leaning

Asshole…

hear her heart pound in her chest as he

witch visibly blushes and pushes him away, the wolf

can’t stand you, Salvador,” she mutters,

your heart races for me,” he sighs, taking her hand and interlocking her

in or do you

she mutters

followed me after I told you to leave me

growls, pulling her

“If he finds you…”

can handle this on

the wolf named Salvador crashes his lips onto hers, holding her

my gaze and examine the wall, inspecting

sturdy wall we got

Very sturdy…uh..Very clean…

you understand now why

murmurs as he pulls away from the witch, her body trembling in his arms.my arms, to kiss her passionately, leaving

yet come and I

into the house and leading him into the living room.He takes a seat on the

but one kiss from him has her completely under his spell

wolf scans the room, his eyes carefully inspecting

a silver wolf,” he states as

not,”he

doing outside of its clan with an omega?”

to you,”

for the intrusion.I was not

wiping her tired face and taking a deep breath

us to the wolf who appears to be

us, he’s a powerful silver wolf with the gift of thought projection, capable of turning his thoughts into

he could make anything come

flutters around the room before landing on Agnes’

joy at the beautiful creature, reaching out her hand

her finger, fluttering its wings

“She can keep it,”

says as he watches Agnes play

she doesn’t crush it, it will stay with

the gift to Agnes, tears springing to her eyes in

by her reaction, not understanding why his gift could mean so

life and that his simple

hand the page with my question back to Gwen and give her a stern look to

understand that if I give you details I would only be putting Talia and Kota in danger.Just settle with knowing that I plan to take care of it

Danger?

know this is

I need Talia and Dakota on a plane tonight.I’ve already made arrangements with a pack and they are willing to take her in for the time

scribble, needing to know who would be willing to accept a

mate was involved, humans were forbidden from entering a

answers for her, his chest puffing

“The Ivory Queen.”

***Nataliat**

last X-ray referral down to the radiology

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

when I remember they were serving meatloaf

the bag along with some cut up fruit and cheese and one of Kota’s

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