“It’s dangerous… Raihana, I don’t think we should hide this. I mean, Endora… she’s… she’s not someone to trifle with. If she’s trying to find a way back, then we should be scared and ready.”
“Del! I won’t do anything she says. I swear, I will consult you on everything, I’m strong.”
“I know, but Endora has ways… if she manipulates you or somehow blackmails you, she might-”
“So, you think I can actually be manipulated?” She scoffed. “Bitch, please, she’s got nothing on me. I’m Raihana Rossi, not her granddaughter, but my father’s daughter.” She spun towards me, raising her eyebrows expectantly. I sighed.
“Fine… I won’t tell Rayhan, but you have got to promise me, everything you dream of, you will tell me. Please, Raihana.”
“Chill, I will,” she said, giving my arm a comforting squeeze. It did nothing to calm the storm I was feeling inside. “Promise me you won’t tell anyone in my family.”
She was asking for an oath…
“Ok, I won’t,” I said, giving her a small smile.
If I wanted her to trust me, then I needed to show her, but I couldn’t rely on Raihana’s words alone. I needed to contact someone who would be able to help us. We were two untrained witches with powers stronger than most of our kind, and I was sure that with the right training, we could destroy the entire Council of Elders at the Coven if we wanted. However, we were untrained…
It took years for a witch to practise control… I looked at the grimoires. We were young witches who were given powerful spell books… a dangerous combination. Yes, we needed help, and I would find it, somehow.
“Shall we continue looking for an unsealing spell?”
“We could do that, but I doubt it will be in these books. Endora destroyed any proof of that spell,” I said with a wry smile. She sighed, sitting down once again.
“Okay, at least we can try to learn some other useful stuff.”
“Maybe we can see if we can find a solution to why you can’t shift,” I suggested.
“Hmm, Dad looked through these books, but he found nothing. As a hybrid, I should be able to, right?” I nodded.
“Yes, from what I know there is nothing stopping you unless there’s something blocking it. But what that could be, I have no idea.” I sighed, pursing my lips. It would take time, but we’d get to the bottom of it.
Rayhan
I was sittingat my laptop, looking at Marcel, having just given him a list of rogues I wanted to question. I had been with the girls as they practised small spells earlier, but this was something I couldn’t put off any longer.
“I… what’s the reason behind it?” he asked, frowning deeply.
“Certain crimes they’ve committed in the past. I just want to see which of them did it willingly and which ones were forced into it by Endora.” His brows furrowed as he looked at me sharply.
“First of all, why? If you expect me to hand my members over for questioning on something you’re not even going to clarify, then it’s not happening,” he growled. “Alejandro gave us a fresh start, and they have abided by the rules of this system that you privileged wolves have always gotten. Do remember rogues lived for survival. Yes, they made mistakes, but they are trying.”
“I get that, but at the same time, these men hurt my mate,” I said, my eyes blazing as I stared sharply at the screen. “I get that they were given a new life, but they deserve to be punished for their crimes. Look, let’s put it like this. Either you allow me to trial them, or I come and do it myself. The choice is yours, Marcel.” His eyes flashed as he slammed his hand on his desk.
“Don’t disrespect me, kid,” he growled. “I get that you’re hurt, but I am doing my best to keep these wolves together. It isn’t easy when they were not raised in the same pack. Their lifestyle was so different. I am fucking trying, and if you just parade in and cause chaos, it’s going to undo everything I’ve done. It’s a shame we are all kept on file like criminals, but I only agreed because Alejandro said these files wouldn’t get out of his hands.”
“These files were only given to me because this involves my mate, Marcel. Tell me, if it was your mate, wouldn’t you move heaven and earth to get her the justice she deserved?” I asked quietly, despite the anger I was feeling. He sighed and massaged his temples. He went quiet, trying to contain his anger.
“Fine... but at least tell me the crimes and who exactly your mate is, because I did not allow my men to hurt anyone. The only person who they may have harmed was the young witch under Endora’s watch.” The guilt in his voice clarified that he felt regret for his actions. I stayed silent, staring at him as his frown vanished, replaced by complete shock.
“The girl is your mate? But… she died, didn’t she?” he asked in disbelief.
“No, but she’s been through hell and back,” I replied, running my fingers through my hair. He fell silent, frowning deeply as he pondered on the revelation.
“I… Very well. That child was always on my mind… she went through so much, and I let it be.”
I knew he was under Endora’s watch, but I wanted to know about his men, too. The guilt that radiated off of him told me that Delsanra had suffered more than anyone ever should have.
“You may come down to my pack, bring her along if she wants… I don’t want it to trigger the pain, though… if this will help her heal, then so be it. What are you thinking of in terms of punishment?” he asked.