The Alpha's Lost Witch

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a common misconception. Sure, if you're on the lookout for common herbs like sage or basil, morning would be fine.

its mom. The animals in the woods are one of the reasons it's my favorite place to spend my time. I've seen all different kinds of birds, deer, squirrels, owls, and sly foxes. Some of my

teach me the names and uses of everything and anything we could find in the woods. She would have nursery rhymes we would say together. I would pay close attention if she said anything was poisonous or deadly. She ta

ews. This book has been passed down for many generations, and my mother gave it to me

way I am living my life, I can't imagine one day having a daughter I can pass this book down

collect my ingredients, on the soft earth. I confirm the color. It's yellow and pink, and I get lost in looking for a potion to cure back pain. This potion is for me

le in greeting. James is a mere fourteen, but his muscles are significantly developed for a boy. He helps his father hunt and skin all the animals in our forest. Currently, he has three r

y to him and stand up, brus

ing sun, his blue eyes squinting. "Allow me to escort you back to the village sinc

alf an hour of light left from the sun. Also, I still have some ingredients to

y kind of y

r village. We are silent for a while and listen to the

ather always says. These woods are filled with monsters. Heaven forbid you run into a v

aying something I regret. I simply nod. We make it into

into the market before they close, though," I say

the shop. I purchase a pitcher of milk

lovely woman who is one of my best customers. I earn my keep by being my village's herbalist and crafting potio

Ms. Cynthia. Would you li

trade gold coins

you know the village appreciates all

lk stop me and either express their gratitude for a healing mixture they've purchased

a glass of milk and dine by my fire to keep warm. When I'm finished, I take

. As was my mother and the many generations that came before me. I have to be very careful to keep th

instructions on how to make charms and talismans. But my specialty is healing potions, salves, and o

,

ything that could mark

call in the calmest

our village's hunter, is standing in front of me. He's

rn you. Today, my men and I found wolf prints in the forest. We're going around and telling everyon

d then continues on with his dut

eone will come and find my witchcraft supplies. I finish my work and get ready f

e living. I keep to myself and live a mostly peaceful life. Yet, I'm in constant fear of being found

exhausted yet satisfi

for healing salves. Thankfully, no one has been bitten yet, but the paranoia has spread, and no sickness is more contagious than hys

yself as I collect my items. The afternoon sun beats down on me, and soon I'll need a nice cold glass of water. I daydream about wading in

of enormous yello

y mother taught me, I take my wooden basket and sprint toward the village. I don't even turn around to see if

and catch my breath. Before I start my healing potions, I consider what I just saw. Was that a mere fore

n by taking flight rather than fighting. I spend the rest of the day crafting potions in my cauldron. I only leave to bring a

again and dream about

I hear a rustling in my sitting room. With my heart pounding, I make a decision to fight. That afternoon I

east. There is only room for one supernatural creature in this

into my cottage, but a man did. I