Alpha Ryker's Little Witch

Tamara's POV:

Seething, I simmered with fury as it ran red through my brain. My face felt sticky with dried tears that had long ceased from coursing. My face remained neutral; only the twitching of my eyebrows and the corners of my mouth portrayed the anger that kept on swirling inside.

His hand felt cold against my elbow, gripping it tightly with his filthy nails sinking into my skin. I could feel warm trails of my blood as it dripped and made small streams on my arm. As he dragged us through the forest, something kept on pushing and gnawing my mind. Pinpointing it in the midst of fury and pain, however, proved quite to be a strenuous task.

I struggled to press down my rage for Janette. After Addanc had shared the news of her carrying a life inside her womb, I decided to control myself for her safety. I kept on distracting the wizard anytime he tried hurting her more as we went through the forest.

My vision kept on swimming between black and red. A force similar to the one that had been taking over my body began to stir. I could feel it flowing slowly and attaching its tendrils in my brain. I didn't know that my internals could be subjected to more than three emotions at once, each one of them equally spreading throughout.

"Oh, we are so close." He added pressure with his nails, pulling us faster to a clearing I had come across many times as I went for my early morning runs. I bit the inside of my cheeks to stop myself from talking. I had to swallow my emotions to keep my best friend safe.

Soon we could hear male grunts accompanied by loud wheezing. A wooden cabin came into view and soon my mate's low, anguished groans made their way into my ears. Then the vile dastard man called them out, mocking them. The moment my mate staggered outside and fell on the grass, I knew something was very wrong with his wolf. What had they done to him? Fueled by his appearance like a volcano, my existing rage surged and threw its lava to every part and nook of my body.

Jayson followed behind him, his eyes trained on his mate, who kept on shivering and crying. As he threatened us and forced us to kiss, the force had already taken control over my actions and body. It was deeply and firmly lodged inside, and I could only feel as my hands pulled Janette to me and kissed her.

Soon the pack members began arriving one by one, and there was no doubt in my mind that he had used a suppressing spell on them. In a few minutes, they were set free and confusion set in. They didn't don't how or why they were at the place. Those that had already an idea of who Addanc was coiled in fear. As he threatened them with my life, his touch on my skin repulsed me, almost forcing my stomach contents out via my esophagus.

Then as fast as he could, he pulled out a dagger, and before I could have a good look at it, he knelt in front of my mate. I felt the pain of the tip as it pierced through, just above the main artery. Then I felt it-fire, fierce fire lighting up my venous system. Then the force glued my feet to the ground, restraining my movements as my body lit up. Blue flames engulfed my body, a roaring sound coming forth.

I could only feel as stupendous power raked through me. I felt as if I was levitating on the air, lightweight above the ground. Addanc turned around, eyes wide in shock as my muscles flexed and bones began rearranging themselves. I didn't know what was happening to me.

"Embrace it.

Own it.

Let it happen."

A soft voice soothed me, chanting in my mind over and over again. Pain, one that I had never experienced before, forced me to swim in it. Then it pulled me down, drowning me. I wanted to scream, but my mouth was held shut. I wanted to kneel, run, tear my clothes, do something-anything-but I remained a slave in my own body.

My face lengthened, my bones realigning themselves on each part of my body. Then awes, whispers, cries as I stood in power, my eyes fixed on Addanc. His hand unclenched, and the dagger fell down. It felt as if it had gone on for hours when it had only taken a minute. As soon as the pain came, it was gone and...I looked down at my legs. Paws? I had front legs that were white with fur.

I was a werewolf.

I didn't have time to take in or wonder about my new form. Another whisper, the same soft and melodious voice.

"You possess power that no one has ever seen, not even your grandmother. You are my chosen savior on earth, my child. Embrace the gift of a werewolf for my might and the strength of your ancestors runs in you."

We sized up the wizard's figure. My fiery eyes stared straight at him. His mouth hung open, and his eyelids blinked fast as if he couldn't believe it was really me. Then I took a step, watching him carefully as the pack members began surrounding us. They formed a barrier. This time around, there was no escape for the sneaky bastard.

My vision was sharp, so much so that I could see his lips slightly quivering. My enhanced hearing could perceive water as it flowed in a nearby stream. His heartbeat was loud and clear as it raced miles.

He attempted to take a step back, but my mate had already taken a hold of the dagger. With the small amount of strength he had left, he stabbed the weapon into our enemy's leg. He screamed so loud that it echoed throughout the open space and made my ears ring.

Blood sputtered around as Ryker withdrew the sharp dagger, eliciting another loud grunt from our tormentor. He kneeled down, his hand pressing on his injured part. A man who had sworn to have my uterus was now down on his knees in my presence.

I finally stood close to him, my enraged beast lifting up her right paw. She slashed his left cheek with her claws, satisfied at the scream of agony Addanc shamefully let out of his vile mouth.

As the blood rushed down his cheeks, the metallic smell hit me, making me almost empty my bowels in disgust. He dared touch me. He hurt my mate and our entire pack. My motherly instincts over my pack coupled up with buildup rage for seeing my Ryker weakened by silver finally pushed me to my boiling point.

The burning fire spread again, engulfing my entire fur in blue flames. People stepped back as I crouched in front of Addanc, my vision perfectly trained on his hurt leg. Then we bared our teeth, venom dripping down. "Finish him," the voice chanted again.

“Nakuamrisha usimame." Addanc began to cast an evil spell, stuttering and tumbling over his words. He was losing a lot of blood, the little amount left denying his body full and enough oxygen supply. Despite the power in his spell, we stood unfazed, my wolf channeling my powers to protect us.

Her gaze was fixed on his neck, saliva dripping down as we imagined sinking our canines into his artery. We imagined how the blood would gush out, stopping the supply of oxygen to his brain. But wouldn't that be too easy for someone like him? I wanted to phase back, but I didn't know how to do it.

"Embrace it.

Own it.

Let it happen."

The hushed words compelled me. I shut my eyes and the very same force took over. As it spread, my fur began to recede, my bones began to rearrange themselves into position. Once I was back in my flesh, Addanc was fearfully clutching my claw marks on his face.

"How about I cut your testes right out of your sacks?" I lifted my eyebrow up as he visibly tensed, and bent over to take the blade from Ryker. The scent of his blood was very much still potent in the air as it continued oozing. "Then I will go for your dick next, cut it slowly into pieces. Your tongue will follow because it really helps you in chanting your spells, right? Then I will cut your fingers because I hate your filthy nails. I won't stop until I'm covered by your blood. Then, and only then, will I finally throw you into the dungeons for the prisoners in there to tear you into pieces. Isn't that so nice of me?" It was my turn to smile as a cold sweat caused a shudder in his shoulders.

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" the crowds chanted, making my lips break into a genuine smile. I was still in pain but not so much as before. Ryker and the rest of the warriors had long ceased from groaning. The small dose of syrup had begun to wear off. "But first, I am going to prepare a concoction for these brave men to fight off the remaining silver in their bodies. Then we shall proceed with my plans." I didn't know if I could follow up with the things I had said, but I was going to try. He was a threat to me and everyone else; he needed to be gotten rid of.

The fear in his eyes as he knelt down was satisfactory. An evil wizard who had existed for many eons was defenseless against me. I could smell cowardice on him, thick and hefty as he shook, awaiting his death.

One minute, I was walking back to Janette, who was now in Ryker's mother's arms, then Pete emerged from the crowds. He staggered to where I stood, silent sobs raking through him.

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"He's gone, Luna." The word Luna had been clearly forced out of his mouth with a hint of disdain in it. "Who?" Ryker was already up on his feet. Slowly his wolf was regaining strength.

"Your cousin, Theo, is missing and I found this note." He handed an inked paper to Ryker, his eyes already becoming swollen. "Theo has an hour to live. Addanc or their lives." That info made no sense. Who would kidnap Theo in exchange for Addanc?

"Please, son, I can't bear another weight of loss. I-I... he's the only thing that reminds me of his mother. Please, Ryker, please." He went down on his knees. His heart felt pleading, getting to me. If he were to lose Theo, then he would totally lose his mind. No doubt about that. Despite my doubts about him, this was his son and there was no reason to let him die when we could save it.

"Throw him to the dungeons. I need 10 men with him and outside his cell at all times." This wasn't adding up at all. Something was wrong, and I intended to know exactly what was going on.

"Don't you think this is too abrupt and coincidental? By the way, did you see Theo at the dungeons?" Our mind-link was now open.

"Haven't seen him. And no, look at the poor man-his heart is breaking for his son." Even with Ryker disputing my claim, I still felt some nagging feeling inside.

Everything happened so fast, with everyone's attention on Pete as he continued crying and begging. One minute my eyes were on Pete, the next I saw a movement in my peripheral vision.

"Tamara!" That is all I heard before Ryker pulled me. A stick wrapped around in strings of rope that were ignited fell right where I had previously stood. We ran around as the grass caught fire, spreading wild. A distraction.

No one saw Addanc slip into the frantic crowd, not even me.