THE WITCH: BOUND BY FIRE AND MOONLIGHT

Serena's POV I stood above him, my eyes sliver- white, glowing like the moon, as I watched him struggle for his life. Blood soaked his chest, weeping into the dirt, and her even though like that he looked unyielding. His dark hair plastered into carved brownstone, a perfect jawline in pain, and his lips which pressed in defiance against death. My hands hovered over him as I brushed through his hair. As I traced my hand, wondering, it then occurred to me that this was. "You're a wolf," I said surprisingly calmly, his eyes shot as his body oozed with blood. He had been attacked. I stared in confusion, the day was growing dark, and he could die any minute if no one tended to him. I stood up as I turned to leave. My mother was waiting. I had lied to her, saying I was going to see a friend—well, not technically. You could call me the town's crazy girl. Mother says I was born with a strange band mark at the crest of my back, and everyone wondered if I was truly a curse. Living in exile that I could one day pose as a threat to the coven was something that deeply killed me within. Every day I practiced my magic, even without permission from the council. My powers were considered evil and irrelevant. Just as I was about to walk right into the portal, I looked back, his face this time had grown pale, his hair sticking to his face in sweat. "Do you really have to do this, Serena?" I questioned myself as I grunted, rushing back to him. My hand burned, as a faint glow seared against the old marks which turned out to be scars across my skin. My blood always knew before my mind did and it wanted to save this wolf. I was ten when the wolvepack, surged into our coven after a witch's betrayal, nearly wiping us out but somehow we managed to escape. And lives hidden all our lives but now here I was tendering for the same breed who would even think twice to strike me dead. "No, .." I immediately turned, "This is against the rules" I battled with myself for a long time clutching my fist. There was no way I cared for this wolf. But seeing his awful battle with his life, I just couldn'tI dropped to my knees as his scent hit me immediately, it was sharp and wild and oddly familiar like blood tangled in smoke. I picked up his sweat-drenched hair, " This is going to hurt a bit but you should be fine." I said to him like he could hear me. My magic flared hot and reckless as it poured into him, but nothing was working. "That's strange..." I was baffled as I saw the wound still intact, and worse he had little time left. "Let's try another.." I said to myself as I tore a line across my palm with a sharp roach, the sting cut through my body as I gave a short groan, folding my fist I held up my folded fist above his wounds as I let my blood drop all over it, waiting patiently for some to happen. His blood swells, as it glows faintly, sinking into his torn flesh. Everywhere began change the sky went darker as the wind roared through the Ford like it was about to rain, the trees and leaves flapping against each other I was confused but before I could think, a sharp pain blazed like fire stabs within me, this was my first time performing a spell, I unconsciously began to whisper words, each lashed through my soul. By blood, by fire, I bind life to life, return the wounds to normal and back to life. I watched as his body arched, his muscles breaking out, as a strangled growl ripped through his mouth. His eyes instantly snapped open, it was molten gold, and it burned me like the sun breaking through the clouds. For a minute, our gaze locked into each other, his gaze torn through my soul, and I could have sworn he saw everything, my curse, my exile, and fear. I stumbled back, in fear but then a thunderbolt struck heavily in the clouds Feeling incredible pain behind my back, I felt the strongest pull to him, I looked at him in shock. "He's my Mate?" I said to myself in disbelief. I watched his wound stitch back immediately, even faster than it should. I rushed to him but instead his hand shot up, as his claws plunged into my arms, I screamed in pain, as blood began to smear through my clothes. He was half dead, but somehow he did this. It wasn’t until then that I realized what I had done. "What did I just do?" I fell back asleep and held my winder arms. I couldn't let that happen, he immediately fell back unconscious. This was my chance. I took out my small dagger from my back. I had to kill him to end this. Just as I raised my dagger in the sky, I heard distant bowls and footprints. "Alpha Kael!!" Their voices roared through the forest, I stared at him, about to but they were close. I stared at him. "Alpha Kael? He was Alpha kael???!" Regret instantly tore through my flesh, and all the care I had earlier was immediately replaced with hate. How could I have saved the same man who wrecked our village? At that point, I felt I had betrayed everyone. "You don't deserve to live," I said about to stab his chest when the voices grew closer, I felt someone had seen me. "Who's there!!!??" The voice thundered, I had to leave, I gave him one last look. "I'll be back for you," I said as I clutched the dagger tighter, I stood up immediately with my necklace falling off without me noticing, and I opened the portal immediately to escape.