Chapter 557

Chapter 557

I sense Xavi is nervous. I knew his story, he had told me exactly what happened to him. How he was caught in the wrong place at the wrong time. He was exactly like me. A Witch Hunter. Though at the time of his curse, he had been drunk and unable to focus, celebrating the killing of another Witch. Before he had a chance to do anything, she cursed him to live forever as a Wolf.

“Are you worried?” I ask him

‘I’ve been a Wolf for six years. A part of me has forgotten what it’s like to live in Human form. To walk on two feet. To not have to hunt for every gram of food. To be accepted for what I am, who I am. I am worried, but not for me. I don’t want her to do the same to you. You have a family waiting for you.”

“I have learned alot about myself.” I remind Xavi. He had been with me every step of the way as I sought information. I had also learned a lot about Witches. Some from him, some from the hidden secrets of my past. “I wouldn’t have been able to do it without you.”

‘I’m not exactly a good Witch Hunter am I?’ He mutters, closing his eyes

“I think we are stronger together.”

He falls asleep as I listen to the rain bouncing off my van. What exactly made a good Witch Hunter? The last one I killed came back to life. But this one wouldn’t. I’m not suffering because she decided to curse my mate.

*Do you see what I see?” I ask as I climb up on top of the van, trying to get a better view.

In the distance, up the cliff, I see what looks like the pointed roofs of a castle.

“I see it.’ Xavi mutters from the ground.

“When I read the book by Aldous, I was under the impression that it was hard to find. There was no information. I have no idea if Samara has managed to find out anything.”

‘Maybe there was something.’ He mutters as he sits.

I shake my head. “I went through that book so many times and now look,” I gesture to the castle on the cliff, “it’s just sitting there, available for all to see.”

‘I don’t think it is.’

I look down to find him staring up at me. His white tail wraps around his feet as he studies me.

You are still new to Witch Hunting. Maybe your mind wasn’t ready for it. Not until you accepted it.’

I jump down from the van, “What are you talking about?”

‘Look again, tell me what you see.’

I turn to face the cliff, looking up at the castle and the thick black clouds that hover above it. “Looks like a storm is about to hit.”

‘Those black clouds are not what you think. They are a sign of dark magic.”

“I’ve dealt with another Witch. I’ve met an older lady who was also a Witch. I didn’t see any of that.”

‘Like I said, maybe you weren’t ready.’ He sighs, ‘Or maybe it was because I marked you.’

“Hmm.”

What does that mean? Do you wish that I hadn’t?’

I shake my head, “I was thinking of Neah. Neahs Lycan side was unlocked when Dane marked her. I was bound by my adopted parents, but Dane worked hard to break it. Maybe I wasn’t completely unbound. I’ve always been a

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part of Black Shadow but have never quite felt right. Don’t get me wrong, they are and always will be my family. But I was also never interested in pack runs or hunts or anything like that.”

‘Hunts?’

“Punishing those that betrayed Dane. Most get involved. The last one, Cooper, was ripped apart but not before he was partially skinned and then the other one that I told you about, Samara, ripped his head off.”

‘I’ve heard of worse things.’ He mutters, turning his attention back to the sky above the cliff.

*So dark clouds like a storm is dark magic?”

‘Not all the time. We still do have storms, but yes.’ He shuffles around to face the cliffs, ‘Looking at it, I would say the entire pack is under some sort of spell.

*The women with Brax mentioned a river. I hear it, but I don’t see it.”