Page 62 of Her Cold-Hearted Alpha: Part 2

I still didn’t want to, and I wouldn’t. I’d do everything in my capability to go against the odds.

The witch let out a cold, humourless laugh, as if she knew where my thoughts were going.

"What the fuck could the bitch want with Kiara’s ability? Don’t you have any fucking idea?" I asked.

She sighed as she gave me a disdainful glare.

"I told you many things that could be done with the blood of Selene's chosen one. It could fuel very powerful for spells. Even grant immortality itself." She said, watching us.

Kiara looked down, a small frown on her face.

"So she probably wanted Mom for her blood too…"

"More than likely, however it seems she’s a lot more capable this time." The woman seemed to hesitate and then sighed deeply. "I know not how true this is, but rumour has it, she may have a few more witches by her side."

"Well fuck, this shit just gets worse. Aren't the fucking Alamoria the one’s who should be dealing with her shit?" I said coldly. That’s what the fucking council was for right?

"They have tried, but it isn't easy… She isn't harming the humans or witches, so they don’t care." The witch said unbothered.

"That’s horrible… All life is equal." Kiara said softly.

"Yes maybe, although I’d rather say witches are worse than the dirt beneath my fucking feet. They don’t give a shit about us. In fact, I think they’d probably be glad if there were a lot fewer wolves… correct right?" I said venomously, my anger swirling around me.

She frowned,

"I am a lone witch. I won't deny that the coven would love a world without werewolves and vampires… but I have no part in it, nor do I have an opinion on the matter." She said icily. "Control your anger."

I reigned it back ever so fucking slightly. I fucking hated the wench before me, her and all her fucking kind…

"Thank you for sharing everything with us. Is there anything else you could tell me?" Kiara asked, in her husky, sexy as fuck voice.

She placed a hand on my chest, her eyes fixed on the witch despite soothingly caressing my neck.

The woman watched us, then looked at her hands.

"If ever the two of you were to birth a child, it would be strong. Rivalling even the gods themselves. If this was to happen, heed my advice and run. For not only Endora would love to attain such power. The entire world would turn its attention to such a child.”

Her words were ominous and despite myself I felt the shiver of darkness run down my back. Those words were heavy and dark. Her eyes glinted and I wondered what was going through that mind of hers.

"Thank you… for the warning." Kiara said, looking a little unnerved herself.

"Well if that’s all, lets get the fuck out of here." I said.

"Remember the amulet, or I will consider it a deal broken." She said, her eyes glimmered with a tinge of red.

"You’ll get your fucking amulet. So remember who the fuck you're talking to." I said.

Why the fuck didn’t Callum tell me she was so fucking pissy? Dickhead.

"We will get it." Kiara interjected before the witch could reply. She slid off my lap and I wished I could hold her forever. I stood up as she walked over to the witch. Crouching down she placed her hand on her knee.

"What are you doing?!" The witch said, raising her hands.

I growled but before either I or the fucking spell bag could react, I saw Kiara’s healing aura wrap around the woman's knee. Was she in pain?

"Does it feel better?" Kiara asked, looking up at her.

The woman seemed too stunned to speak.

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