The Alpha's Witch

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e normal world with wolves and vampires fighting on the street like rascals. I didn't expect to see a norm

ething in me was conscious that the town wasn't normal at all. It wasn't only because my Mum had told me a lot about Woodhidge,

se...I'm so excited to show it to

" I le

brag to my friends that I lived in

rgy. "Oh, really, maybe I would brag to m

. "You wouldn't be lying though. On a serious note, I see you enjoyin

all she told me, was the strongest witch the world has seen in ages. She had told me many times that witches weren't as strong as they had been in the past. In the past, witches were capable of doing incredible things and were greatly feared by the werewolves and even the vampires. But as civilis

powers, she just had it. She had always been different, and for some funny reason, she believed I was so much stronger. It was because of my powers that I had always had fallen ill...my mother told me that it w

o love it here." Mum said as she stopped at t

, this is t

e and tried a funny

ow

n't lik

simple. The rectangular shaped house had a low sloping roof that fit so well on the building, the windows were tall and sk

I said, as I flashe

d in front on the entrance of the beautiful man

s beautiful...you won't succeed. Okay, it is a

me now, besides, i

s lived in two bedroom flats all his life, living in a

"I love this house so much and you saying

they? I heard some have

only twenty nine rooms in total..

I strongly doubt anyone does the nasty in this b

her car boot and pulled all the boxes out, one at

enjoying the scenery, told

keep saying th

ff, picked two up and was about to go s

She rode pass the entrance gate of our 'new' house, and for a moment on a bicycle that looked way with her on it. Everything stood still for her. I watched patiently, and smiled widely as I pondered why the

her favour. The way the cool breeze blew her red hair around kept my dreamy eyes totally glued to her. It seemed my gaze would never leave her, until...well, she looked at her with her bright ocean

was a lot more. It had to be a lot more. The impact her wave had on me was spectacular and I hoped sh

The girl yelled from the po

new here." I said, still stru

to her is riddled with bad grammar

e, I wasn't great with girls but that was common-and expected-among teenage boys. While I wasn't the regular extrovert, I was very much not an introvert. I had a

the mystery girl on my mind, I didn't initially realise that the interior of the house was even more

I

mother's house. The invite, of course, was just to get me to help them set Damon's new home. It didn't bother me because I knew quite well

ht from age eight or nine, I had been a huge problem to my parents-my mum in particular. It wasn't the normal problem most parents had with their kids, I wasn't just strong headed. I had a rock as a brain and no amount of teaching or scolding would

to to a female wolf but instead, would change to male wolf. Crosswolves were so

" A fat lady in a purple miniva

torway, banshee!" I

till one hell o

nd rested my blue bicycle on the finely painted fence. I was calm. Everything was alright before then.

that seemed like it went all the way into his shiny white trainers. A pair of glasses hung loosely on the collar of his shirt, and for some

is so

e because I knew just how much a first time impression mean

st my ears, which still surprised me as I was supposed to hear him anyway, I was a werewolf and our senses were

ilda Rowland smile, and hea

her, Mason, asked as I walked into

rm in the living room, that was to the left when coming from the entrance. The whole house was beautiful and I loved it particularly because everything was white, and the only colour contrast was the

mon asked the exact question M

y you guys had it done...I thought y

tly, ushering me into the kitc

set the whole place up...he has me to thank for this."

an arm and a leg." Dam

make here look half as good as it does." I drew closer to Damon punched him in the stomach-he always like

had been so close to Mason that from some point in my life, I decided to see him as a brother. And he h

ad seen just outside the house. My very busy mind began asking me funny questions, and truthfully, some deserved to be asked. Why was I so eager to wave t