What have I done?" The words were lost to the air and heard by no one, but she couldn't help but repeat them over and over again as warm tears trickled down her cheeks. Everything that happened was on her shoulders. There was no one else to blame for the imbalance on Earth. She had allowed a monster to thrive, to take a place of power in the werewolf kingdom when he didn't deserve it. He was everything that she didn't see in a leader. Harsh. Greedy. Relentless. He had enough, but he wanted more, and she didn't stop it. No one did, and she didn't think they could. The people close to him loved him out of fear, and not one wolf dared to tell him where he went wrong. A bitter smile formed on her lips as she closed her sphere of magic. As the Moon Goddess, she was supposed to have ultimate control, but somehow, this was out of her reach. If she killed the wolf, there would be even more problems because so many wolves depended on him. If she didn't kill him, the werewolf race would live on in fear and no freedom. They would be slaves chained to his existence. Anger bubbled in her chest, and she gripped her staff tightly until her knuckles were white and her veins were prominent. The infamous Alpha was ruining everything. He didn't deserve any happiness for what he had done. Suddenly, a sinister smirk formed on her face as an idea started to form in her mind. Happiness. She snapped her fingers and transported herself to the room she needed for her plan. The Chamber of Souls. It was the place where she decided everything from birth to death for each werewolf in existence. The walls were lined floor to ceiling with narrow shelves that extended for miles. Each shelf had a row of tiny boxes on it, each containing a wolf's soul. The Moon Goddess raised her staff to summon the one she needed, and a few seconds later, a little box flew off a shelf from the far right and into her hand in a flash. A frown formed on her face as she ran her thumb over the gold plated name on the box. Alrik Kuznetsov Such a beautiful name wasted on an evil soul. She leaned her staff against her body and opened the box up with two hands to eye the glowing, white sphere that was nestled in the cushions. It was larger than a marble but smaller than a golf ball, and the glow was bright enough to blind any other creature. That was enough to show how powerful this wolf was. His power blinded people. She grabbed her staff and placed it on the sphere, ready to put an end to the wolf's reign with the curse she was about to place. "Cassandra!" The voice of her mate startled her from her concentration and the box toppled to the floor, causing the sphere to roll out of the cushions and to her mate. He crouched and picked up the sphere, studying it carefully as he straightened. "This is Alpha Alrik's soul. What are you doing with it?" He asked, walking over to her and picking up the box as well. The Moon Goddess bit her lip and looked down at the sphere, "I was going to.." Her mate raised an eyebrow, "You were going to?" "I was going to curse him so he wouldn't have a mate." This time both his eyebrows rose in surprise, "That's a bit shocking coming from you. You spend much of your time fawning over newly mated wolves." "He doesn't deserve a mate. How can anyone want someone like him? He's poisonous to the core." "Cassandra, I think you're forgetting what I was like before I met you." Her mate's reminder made her freeze for a moment. He took that as a chance to continue, "Think about it, Cassandra. The curse could create even more problems if he takes his rage out on innocent wolves." The Moon Goddess cocked her head and stared at her mate curiously, "Then what would you suggest? How do I stop him?" He took her hand and pressed the sphere into her palm, "I think he should have a mate, but it shouldn't be someone who fears him and will submit to his dominant nature. If his soul is poison, his mate should be the antidote." She took the sphere from his fingers slowly and rolled it between her own as her mind started to whirl, "Someone strong, but not cruel. A kind soul with a powerful voice. A woman whose authority matches, or perhaps even surpasses his." "Exactly," her mate whispered, "Like you." She smiled softly and placed the sphere back in the box her mate was holding. It was time to stop the beast in his tracks a different way, one that would not only benefit him but all the wolves under his power. "Otis, Bertram!" Her loyal servants flew out to greet her immediately and bowed their heads, "Ms. Cassandra, what do you wish?" She gave them a small smile, "Otis, Bertram, I want you to travel down to earth to find a mate for Alpha Alrik Kuznetsov." Their eyes widened at the name of the evil Alpha. His deeds were known around the world. "Are you sure, Ms. Cassandra?" Otis asked, clearly baffled by the request. The Moon Goddess nodded, "Yes, I am sure. It doesn't matter what species his mate is, I want her to be as strong and vocal as he is, but for good ca
My eyes trailed over the group of eager teenagers, all anxious to try the new spells they learned on the dummies.
As the head of the largest Coven in the country, my job was to make sure these young witches and wizards knew every spell in the book and when to use them.
"When you come across an enemy unexpectedly, you should not use Mortemous alegerda!" I said loudly, pacing in front of the young group.
There was a chorus of groans and a few confused faces, causing me to chuckle at their disappointment.
I stopped pacing and raised my eyebrows, "Does anyone want to guess why?"
A hand shot up, and my eyes flew to the short brunette boy, who had a broad smile on his face, "Since the enemy caught us off guard, we won't have enough concentration to perform the death spell correctly in the short time frame before they attack."
"Exactly, very good, Theodore," I smiled, causing his beam to brighten.
"Does anyone know the story of the wizard named Ernest who turned himself into a frog?"
There were a few nods and a few heads shaking.
I began to walk down the line again, "Ernest was a classmate of mine who did not pay attention to this warning. When he was attacked by an animal in the woods, he tried to perform the death spell but got distracted by his pet frog, Ro, who hopped out of his bag. The spell ended up backfiring on him when he yelled Rortemous instead of Mortemous. No one has seen him since, but legend has it he lives on with Ro the frog."
There was some laughter, and someone yelled, "We're not that stupid!"
I smiled half-heartedly, "Ernest thought the same. He stood in the same places you did, laughing at how ridiculous the warning supposedly was. Look where he is now. He's making tadpoles with his pet."
The laughter died down immediately, and I laughed inwardly at the serious looks on their faces.
The younger teenagers thought they knew everything and ruled the world. It was time they learned how to be brought down a few notches.
"We stress this rule for a reason. You should not use the stronger spells until you are completely focused and immersed in the fight. It is easier for older wizards because they have performed such spells numerous times. So until you have reached their level of experience, start off simple and work your way up. Understood?"
"Yes, ma'am!"
I walked to the sidelines and waved my wand at the wooden dummies. A few of them spun in place before their arms raised with their wooden weapons.
"We will first practice some simple spells like disarming and freezing. However, if you choose to do the freezing spell, please don't freeze each other. The hospital wasn't pleased with how many of you got frostbite last time," I said amusedly, eyeing the two sheepish witches who had been the unfortunate ice cubes last time.
"Begin!"
I backed away to give them some room only to run into Meredith, who was panting heavily.
"Mer? What are you doing here?" I frowned, patting her back as she started coughing. When she was done with her coughing fit, she straightened and shook her red locks away from her face, "I need to talk to you. Like now-now."
I turned to Anton, my assistant, "Do you think you could supervise for a while?"
He nodded, "Of course, Ms. Jaslynn."
Before I could thank him, Meredith grabbed my hand and dragged me into the Coven building. She was practically running down the hallway, and I pulled my hand out of her grasp so I could keep up the pace by her side.
When we were finally in my office, I locked the door and leaned against it with an eyebrow raised, "You know, I'm always ready to hang out, but what is it that couldn't wait till after my training session?"
She rolled her eyes and plopped on the loveseat next to my desk, "You got a call from the Minister."
My heart dropped to the pit of my stomach.
"You mean the Minister himself called? Or his assistant?"
"He called. Believe me, I made myself look like a total idiot with all the stuttering I did. "
I bit my lip nervously, "What did he say?"
"He wanted to tell you that he's moving the annual meeting to tomorrow because there are 'some matters that needed to be attended to right away.'" She said, making quotations around the last bit.
My stomach churned from anxiety. If he pushed the meeting to tomorrow, there must be an emergency of some sort or something that came up unexpectedly.
Something like him.
My hands clenched into fists as I stared at the gray carpet, "What if it's about him? What if he's come back?"
Meredith shook her head, "I doubt it. You would have known before anyone else. I think it's about the werewolves because the Minister mentioned Alpha Alrik Kuznetsov was coming to the meeting as well."
I scoffed at the mention on the infamous Alpha, "So Alpha Alrik has finally decided to pull his head out of his ass to attend the meeting?"
"I guess so. You don't like him?" Meredith asked curiously.
"I never met him, but I've heard about the things he's done and how all werewolves fear him. He doesn't exactly have a good reputation even though he's known as the unofficial Alpha King."
"Does that mean you'll fear him?" Meredith asked with a smug smirk, "You know, cause you've got werewolf blood in you?"
I threw my coat at her face, "Very funny, Mer. I'm the last person that would be scared of him. He's just an Alpha who let power to get to his head. If I see him at the meeting, I don't plan on turning into a quivering pile of–"
I was cut off by Meredith's shriek as she tumbled to the floor ungracefully.
"What the f–"
She pointed at the window with a shaky hand, "F–fairies. Over there. I saw them. They were the size of toothpicks. One was bald and–"
Fairies? Was she playing me?
"Mer, I think the talk about Alpha Alrik is messing with your head. Go sleep it off," I chuckled, turning around and unlocking the door again.
She glared at me and threw a cushion at my back, "I wasn't hallucinating. There really were two fairies outside your window."
"Did they come to collect my teeth?"
"Jaslynn!"
I shook my head in amusement, "I'll see you later, Mer."
With that parting statement, I left Meredith to her fairies and headed back outside to supervise the witches and wizards again.
The annual meeting with Alpha Alrik was the last thing I could care about.
***
Mortemous Alegerda – death spell
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