The witch

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Lindsey's POV: Marco carried me towards the library. He pushed open the door and walked us inside. Saying it was huge, was an understatement. I never had the chance to read, but I did not know how. They taught me to read in my old pack, but only so they could listen and not do the work themselves. I loved reading, but I would be overjoyed if I could read my own books. And now I actually can. "Alright, you can put me down now." I said. "Where do we start?" I asked while he put me down. "I think we should start by searching for the book." he said while laughing. "No s**t Sherlock." I said while rolling my eyes. "Do not roll your eyes at me Missy." he said while trying to look angry. He failed. I rolled my eyes at him again. "Come here!" he said while running towards me. "Ah!" I screamed and started running away from him. "I'm going to catch you!" he screamed. He was hot on my tail. I suddenly turned around, and it caught him off guard. He stumbled into a chair, and fell flat on his butt. I started laughing hysterically. "I am the winner!" I yelled. Marco laughed and rolled his eyes. "Whatever. Let's start searching." he said. His ego was totally bruised. "You start that side, and I will start this side. Then we work towards the middle." I said. He nodded and headed off to the furthest shelves piled with books. We searched for almost 2 hours, that's how big this library is. "I think I found something!" Marco screamed from the other side of the room. I walked towards him and examined the book. It was old and extremely dusty. “ 'Werewolf groups.' Nice name." I said. Marco just laughed. We started skimming through the pages, until my eyes caught something. "Stop." I said. The page read: 'White fur and marks.' We started reading through it. It had a lot of information. "The White werewolf is an extremely rare wolf. There has only been a few sighted. There are stories about an ancient pack that lives in a private territory near Antarctica. Only White wolves, or wolves with the golden mark, can enter their borders. White wolves are known for their blood red eyes, their supernatural abilities and power. An Omega with White fur is more powerful than an average Alpha. When an Alpha White wolf is born, he receives Golden specks in his eyes." I read out loud. "What is the golden mark?" Marco asked. "The golden mark is placed on a white wolf's mate as soon as they mate. A non-white wolf can also receive this mark, and red eyes. When a white wolf mates outside their pack borders, their mate will not receive the mark unless the Alpha and Luna agrees to it." "So basically it's like a key." he said. "I guess so." "So, since you have red eyes with golden specks, it means you’re an Alpha. Except, you are not with your pack which means that another wolf would have taken your place. And since I am your mate, I will receive the golden mark?" He asked. "I think so. But we did not mate in the territory, so only when the Alpha grants you permission." "This is confusing." he said. "You can say that again." "Let's read about the supernatural abilities." he suggested. "White wolves each have a supernatural ability. They can have more than one, but it depends on their rank. Omegas have none, normal pack members have 1, Betas have 2 and the Alpha and Luna has 3. They abilities can include: enhanced speed and strength, freeze time, teleportation, enhanced senses, scent blockation and super-fast reflexes. To unlock one's ability, you must undergo a ceremony. The ceremony includes your 18th birthday and mating. After the ceremony, you will be able to access your powers. They should be practised each day until you can fully control them, because they can be extremely dangerous. The first signs of their powers will show when they are a few weeks from becoming 18." "So, you have 3 abilities, which include enhanced strength and speed, but we don't know the other 2?" he asked. "Yes. And I can only unlock them when I turn 18 and undergo the mating proses, and the ceremony." "What kind of ceremony?" he asked. I skimmed through the text. "It says here the ceremony of being accepted into the pack, and gaining your title." "That's easy. We just have to accept you and give you your Luna title." "No." a voice said behind us. We both turned around, only to see a witch standing there. She had messy grey hair, long nails and filthy skin. "Who are you? And how did you come on my territory?!" Marco's voice demanded. "I am Lillian. The oldest witch in the world. Her pack's witch." "My pack? They never had a witch." I said confused. "Not the pack who stole you. I have been searching for you for over 16 years, but could never find you. I am here to take you back to your original pack. The White Wolves pack." she said with her face showing no emotion. Right at that moment, guards burst through the door. The witch took one look at them and said: "I will return on your birthday to take you home." before she disappeared into thin air. The guards looked bewildered. Marco started shouting orders and demanding how she came onto our pack lands. I didn't hear what he said next, because I was too deep in thought. My pack? Abilities? Alpha? Who was she? And why now? I suddenly became light headed. This was too much to handle. I know I seem clam, but on the inside, I am freaking out! My eyes grew heavy, and darkness took over. I fell hard onto the ground. I felt arms wrap around me, just before I lost my consciousness.
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