Lahat ng Kabanata ng The witch and her wolf series : Kabanata 191 - Kabanata 200

  *Luca* "Hey, can I crash with you for a few days ?"  "What's wrong with your own place ?" Martin leans up against the doorframe.  "Long story". The image of Soleil's smiling beautiful face flickers in my mind until the black - eyed satan self satisfied face, like a shadow slides in front of her golden locks. I can not suppress the wolf's low-pitched growl.  "Hey, where's it burning ?" Martin shifts his watchful gaze down the stairwell.  "There is no one. Can I come in ?”  Martin moves from the door to answer and lets me into the apartment.&n

  *Soleil* It is finally Friday. Although Luca, as promised, has stayed away, the whole week has been unbearable. It is only in the canteen, I am forced to stare at him. He mingles with the Elite again, and it is unbearable to see Julie twist herself around him. Even when I flee outside to eat in peace, I don't have time off from him. His essence torments me with fervent rushes of his feelings and what we had together. The only consolation when the raw and intense love wafts through my body, is that he at least will feel the essence from me too.  When it gets worse, I force my thoughts over on the weekend's trip to Scotland. The big meeting for all witches throughout the world has been arranged. I remember the trip me and Siri had taken with fly ointment when I was to meet Tjalfe for the first time, and I look forward

   *Soleil*  "Hil Odin !" Gudrun shouts as she throws the white herbs on the fire.    A thick cloud rises into the air, and the smell of hemp and juniper spreads over the sejdhjal. After I had learned to mix Shakespeare's witches brew from the original recipe, I have further added new fragrant plants.    It is an addition that Siri's elders had played around with too, for, as she says, the fumes would attract any wolves within a distance of ten miles. Hemp has the slightest euphoria effect which led to the transcendence to come to us faster.     Siri had said that it is her contribution to the mix, and with a secretive smile suggested that her youth in the happy 60s had apparently been

   *Lefu*   "I'm confused”. Matelli takes a sip of his wine and gaze out over the fields.    I roll my eyes and groan. How long can the old man drag this meeting out ?    "Do you have somewhere else you need to be, my boy ?" The leader of the clan turns his attention to me. “I should think you would appreciate a good wine before going to the Council".    I shrug and sip the Barolo.    "If you're going to throw me before the Council, why are we sitting here ?"    “That's where I'm confused. I doubt it will benefit you to hear why your crime is so serious. But

  *Luca* I sit down with a cup of coffee at the dining table. It was my brilliant idea, so Martin and Andreas had agreed that it was also me who had to take the night watch.  The beast out in the shed has finally stopped banging on the walls and keeps quiet. Its heartbeat has lowered slightly. It is not happy to be locked inside, but at least it is alive. I will not go out there yet and risk launching a new tantrum. Our farm here is quite remote, but to me the noise of the werewolf sounded so loud that I am unsure if ordinary people would be able to hear it if they drove past down by the main road.  It is strange how quickly I have adapted to my amplified senses. I can only faintly remember how it had been before. I miss being normal. It is such a curse t