The Wolf Chronicle

Chapter Fifteen

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NAKIA’S POV

I closed the door behind me as I walked in, I dropped my bag on the couch. All my body aches, I had to work twice as fast to cover up my friend’s shift since she didn’t show up at work today.

I turned on the lights and I flinched, “what are you doing here?” I asked my brother as he was sitting comfortably on the couch opposite me

“that is no way to greet your long lost brother” he said, “as much as I’ve heard about you recently you’re dead!” my words came out sharp

“And I’m sure you know I can call the police on you for breaking into my house”

“I didn’t break in, the door was opened when I came here. so maybe you should be more security conscious” he fired back

I swallowed; maybe he’s right I rushed out the house this morning so maybe I didn’t lock the doors. “that doesn’t even matter, why are you here?”

“I’m just you know-here to catch up on lost times sis. I know I didn’t meet you or should I say I wasn’t here for your birth and we couldn’t get to know each other but I want to sort that out” he explained as he got up from the couch and towards me

I moved back swiftly, “there’s nothing to catch up on and all I need to know about you is that you’re a threat to my throne” I tried to hide the fact that I’m actually scared of what he might do to me.

He laughed softly, “you mean my throne” he corrected, “if I didn’t die you won’t be feeling entitled to that throne” he said

“but you did and now the throne is rightfully mine so maybe you should go back to where you were covered in dirt” I smiled sheepishly

I really don’t know why I’m this hostile towards him, “i thought you’d be more sensible than this and maybe we could reason together on this confusion but I’m starting not to like you very much” he gritted

“oh like I actually care if you do, listen to me carefully…….” I moved closer towards him, I thought I should be scared of him, though I actually was but then I remember that no matter what I’m more powerful than he is. I suppose. I mean what damage can a dead guy do?

“if anything wants to happen. Be it a fight for this crown don’t do anything stupid that will hurt my people besides I’d beat you hands down in a duel anyway” I scoffed and proceeded towards my room

“And close my door on your way out” I added

“You just drew the line Nakia and I’ll bring the fight to you” he said

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CELESTE’S POV

“That plan is outrageous! I’m not in support of that” I disagreed with Monique’s plan of conjuring up the tomb vampires

“Oh please Celeste; the plan was to get our revenge on the witches isn’t it? or have you suddenly gone soft?” she teased as she crossed her legs on the table

“Yes, but we didn’t agree on wiping them out, we all know that the tomb vampires are deadly and they have no mercy. If we wipe out the entire coven then who are we supposed to rule over?” I paced around in anger

“we won’t kill them all, we’ll just…scare them” she shrugged and I paced around angrily

“How could you even take this decisions without us, we don’t take decisions behind each other’s back. Genevieve you’re not saying anything!” I turned swiftly to face her as she was leaning on the wall with a coffee cup and saucer in hand

“Well I don’t see what you’re so worked up about Celeste, I see no wrong in what she has done” she sat softly on the couch, careful enough not to spill her coffee

“You’re supporting this too?” I arched a confused brow, “listen, when we were with the ancestors we wanted to get revenge on these witches so bad and now that the ancestors brought us back why shouldn’t we get back on our position with a big bang!” she shrugged as she stirred her coffee slowly

“The ancestors didn’t call you here….. I did” we all turned sharply as we heard a female voice

“Who are you?” I asked as I moved towards her slowly, “Morgan le fay, I’m part of the coven” she invited herself in as she moved towards the living room.

“or at least I was”

“If we are to believe you called us back, we need proof. Cause clearly you look like an amateur” Genevieve scoffed

“I’m a 70 year old witch and I didn’t do it alone, I had help” she turned towards the door and we all looked at each other before facing the door

An ancient demon in form of a lady, with red curly hair, a perfect figure and clothed with a small white skirt by her waist that looked really old and the same to her breasts.

She walked in with her legs and hands adorned with Gold ornaments, “Nihasa” Monique whispered as she dropped her leg off the table and sprung up quickly.

“You summoned the necromancer” Monique added, “exactly which means indirectly you’re under my control!” Morgan fired and sat on the couch

Nihasa smiled, “The great witch council” Nihasa said as she walked around the house

“We’ve heard stories about you in the underworld” she added

“Now the reason why you’re here is to do my bidding and get revenge on the council” Morgan said

“But that was our plan all along” Genevieve shrugged, “oh so all have the same motive” Morgan giggled

“Except we’re not taking orders from anybody, and just because you summoned us doesn’t mean we’ll have to answer to you” Monique fired

“how would you like to be dead again?” Morgan threatened, “You wouldn’t dare!” Monique moved towards her and Morgan signaled to Nihasa

Nihasa snapped her fingers and Monique crumbled into dust, I and Genevieve flinched

They aren’t here to joke around at all, “So anyone else has any unpopular opinion?” Morgan smiled sheepishly and I looked at her with terror in my eyes.

“I thought so, now listen to me. I have the upper hand here and you’re here for no reason other than to make life miserable for Freya and the coven. Anything going against that and you’ll be joining your ancestors once again” she spat

“You’ll be doing the things I tell you to do and not the things you choose to do, waking the tomb vampires is out of the option, understood?” she added

Genevieve and I looked at each other before nodding affirmatively, “Good, Nihasa” she called

And Nihasa molded Monique back together again, she was breathing heavily and her legs were shaking

“Welcome back, again. I hope you’ve learnt your lesson, and now for my revenge on Freya. Any ideas?” she crossed her legs

“How about a plague on the coven for-for starters” Monique stuttered

“I’m starting to like you, now we can get along. But let the kids suffer the plague first”

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