caught him and she plans to drain him and use it as part of the spell. In order for werewolves to be able to mate with a witch, or even a human, they need to be broken free of their own line. I have gathered all the supplies as Aradia asked of me.
We were going to twist the Goddess’s wishes and warp her gift to the wolves. The prospect leaves me nauseous. Tonight begins the curse.
I stopped reading. The fact that this Emery girl I had been reading about was willing to go through with the evil spell showed me that she was scared for her life. When backed into a corner, people act much as an animal would. Aradia, from the diary, was from my mother’s lineage.
Emery was honestly worried about the spell they were about to perform. I turned the page where I expected it to give details about the spell that they were about to do. There were the ingredients. Next to ‘werewolf Alpha blood’ was a question mark. I felt the fear in my gut expand. I knew that turning the page would not end well. From history alone, I knew the spell didn’t work, but I was scared to find out why. Emery at the bottom of the page explained how the spell should be performed. How it should work. They wanted to make wolves submissive to witches. To be their mates. I read the words over and over again and yet they didn’t quite seem to fit.
Emery mentioned in the spell explanation that if witches could gain weres as their mates that they would be able to use weres as their personal body guards. Another word for slaves. Emery mentioned her worry of Aradia’s intentions but continued on.
I turned the page.
I fear for our kind. We have done the unthinkable and the wolves have attacked. The spell we thought would work failed. Aradia is taking out Coven to the West, it is our only option now. She will not give up though. I see the hunger in her eyes and I see the blood magic destroying her already. Her sweet child has already started the change as well. Her magic is different. She was always powerful, and even now, at the tender age of 10, she is showing something darker. I believe that her mother’s decision to use such powerful blood magic will taint their line for many generations to come.
Aradia is now power hungry. The wolves may have made it through this, but I fear for their future as well. Aradia will not stop.
I flipped through some more of the pages but most of them spoke of Emery and her life after the Salem Witch Trials started to dissipate. Their lives were changing. Emery and her husband, who she never named, had a new life with their first and only child, Emery.
I set the book down. It would still be helpful because of the other spells, but for right now my head was pounding. I was of that line. And who knew what crazy ideas had been passed from daughter to daughter.
I looked at my hands and wondered if my magic was tainted. Was I tainted because of a decision my ancestor had made? I was sure I could never fully hate my magic anymore because over the past few weeks it had become one with me and my wolf. But I hated that it could have been from the same line that would try to enslave the wolves.
At least I knew what was going on. There were many things I had to do before the next full moon.
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At dinner Aradia had Vance joined us and I nervous. Could play the part I needed to? Not after all I had learned, and what he had done to me. My hand twitched as if wanting to move to cover my neck from his view. He thankfully sat on the other side of the table. Jackson was quiet and reserved as usual. Aradia ate her food precisely. I watched her.
“If there is something you wish to ask me, Colette, then ask.”
Aradia didn’t even peek at me from her spot at the front of the table. I didn’t mince words.
“I want to know about your lineage.”
At my words even Jackson stopped eating and looked up. He stared at me, then stared at his wife. Vance didn’t take his eyes off me the entire night and I hated how he was looking at me. In his mind,