The Alpha's Lost Witch

or

know he's just trying to help, but I couldn't affo

ncingly. Shane is still dragging me by the

es over, make his way to us. No. I couldn't have more witnesses. Shane doesn'

" I whisper.

oemaker, and a carpen

Morgan!" George

he shifter turns back around toward my cottage. Five more people h

thing between us..." I point to Shane and me. "I

my words when Shane s

th me no matter what," Shane yells at the cr

men are shouting with pitchforks and torches with hot flames. In no time at all, an angry mob has fo

make a tonic for him. He's had a hard day and needs to calm down," I make

ped. Get him!" t

avoid getting hurt. George runs forward with his own pitchfork heading toward S

the woods. He is ginormous, the size of two ordinary wolves combined. His fur is the same color as Shane's hair, a

e wolf from the woo

ral! A freak!"

e knowingly put our town

of frustration are

e, hoping Shane won't shi

torch, and it falls into the pile of hay by my front door. I watch in horror as my cottage quickly go

re. Green and purple smoke rises from my chimney. A vial of clear liqu

orgiving flames and smoke and heading into the forest. One of my potions must mix with a

rom my cottage. I feel a motherly instinct come over me to protect my precious potions, my supplies and everything I used to brew my mixtures. The smell makes my head spin. It's

I watch my life's w

res, and salves that are now ruined. I could care less about my belongings, those can be

s a witch!" t

Who knows what she's been putting in those mixtur

urse us through the years. She's why my crops were ruined las

ng pitchforks, torches, axes, and hammers. The hunter and his son, Jam

me so quickly? After all my years of faithful service and all the alignments I'd cured?

you know me! I've taken care of you for years," I beg the angry mob. I look at the blacksmith, whom I had just do

e?!" the blacksmith points out. Cries of agreement ring out from the townspeople.

rom the forest. I promise!" I say through my tears. But the people I have known my whole

the devil from our town!" the hunter screams. This is the same man who warned me to l

devil's mutt!" James adds,

and is suggesting killing another human. With a start, I realize they don

s moment, I genuinely hate him. If it weren't for him, none of this would've h

is plan all along? To make it so my townspeople hate me and no longer trust me? To m

for the angry bullet to take my life. I don't even try to defend myself. Even though Shane and I are supernatural, we ha

w location. Even though my eyes are closed, I'm no longer surrounded by the sounds of the screaming, angry mob or the smells of fire and magic.

nly a pair of tight black shorts. However, his

ough to call him. "Take me back! Let me meet my fate. All

ause his life hasn't been completely ruined, he shakes

cally. His reaction makes me cry tears of frustration. "I

not realize if he never showed up

in front of my whole town, and y

decency to l

an accident..."

everything because of this man. I've only known him for a few days,

g for me to stop. I raise my hand to cast the worst spell I can think of. And even t