The Alpha's Virgin Witch

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Copyright© 2016 Sam Crescent

 
ISBN: 978-1-77233-705-1

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THE ALPHA’S VIRGIN WITCH

The Alpha Shifter Collection, 7

Sam Crescent

Copyright © 2016

Chapter One

“Are you sure you want to do that?”

Lucy Wolf stared at her only friend, Bianca, and
smiled. “It’s time I moved away from here, I think. It’s not right for me. Not
really.”

“You’re sure you’re allowed to leave? We’re a very
private pack, Lucy. I don’t imagine you can just walk away.”

She sighed, and then took a sip of her coffee. It was
hard for her to make a decision like this. At twenty-three years old, she was
more than ready to leave Wolf Valley to go and find some clue as to who she
was. Twenty-three years ago her parents, who happened to be wolves, had found
her abandoned by a creek, so they were not really her birth parents. They had
told her many times she had been wrapped in a blanket covered with blood, and
she wasn’t even screaming. Her parents had actually stumbled onto her while
they were running through the local forest. Neither her father nor her mother
told her anything else about where they found her. She’d been a baby, so there
hadn’t really been a reason for her to go hunting for a life outside of the
pack.

Then problems started for her when she was around
fifteen. The pack attended a school just outside of Wolf Valley that mingled
them with humans. Lucy had believed she was a human. She’d never been a wolf,
and most of the pack, except for her parents and Bianca, had treated her like
an outcast for most of her life, and there was no reason to believe that she
was anything other than human. Then everything changed, and Lucy became aware
of the fact she was the wolves’ enemy.

The bullying and snide comments had been building for
years, and something just snapped. Lucy had been down by the lake with Bianca
when the alpha’s crew had decided to go. They had called her names because of
her weight and because she wasn’t a wolf. Once young wolves hit puberty they
started to go through the transition. She knew that Caleb Marks, the Alpha’s
son, had changed into a wolf at a young age. In time he would take over from
his father, but until then, he was being trained. He was older than she was by
three years. Lucy had ordered herself not to even think about him. What was the
point? Caleb would be an Alpha, destined to run the pack. There wouldn’t be any
chance of her even registering on his radar. He’d only be interested in pack
females who were strong and able to run with him come the full moon.

She and Bianca had been enjoying the sun, listening to
music when some of the females of the alpha’s crew had started to taunt her.
They called her a homeless dud, a fat bitch, useless excuse for living. Lucy
had heard it all before, and she ignored it. When they had started on Bianca
that had been the last straw.

For ten minutes they’d called Bianca a human lover and
many vile names. It was then one of the girls had walked over to them and tried
to pull Bianca into the water.

“Do you remember how you told Patricia to back off?” Bianca
asked. She must have been thinking about the same incident as Lucy was.

Lucy did remember. On the day her heart had been
pounding, and she had felt the rage build inside her. It was like it had
bubbled under the surface waiting to be released. Her only target had been Patricia,
for hurting her friend.

“I remember, and she told me to ‘fuck off, fatty’.” The
entire event stuck in her mind.

Lucy had been shoved, and Bianca had let out a cry of
pain. Bianca was a wolf, but Lucy had heard others refer to her as a submissive
wolf. She wasn’t a fighter.

Lucy had been angered, enraged, and unable to control
what happened next. Her body had not been her own.

“You told them to back off, and it was magic. You
threw your arm out, and something pushed Patricia. You didn’t even touch her.
There was no wind on that day, but it was like you had brought it with you.
Your hair was rustling.” Bianca shook her head.

Patricia had been her enemy.

“I remember someone saying something about my eyes,”
Lucy said.

“Your eyes did go scary. It’s the way they always go
when you’re doing magic,” Bianca said. Her friend laughed. “Patricia had tried
to make out that she wasn’t afraid of you, and rushed toward you in an attempt
to catch you off guard.”

 
Lucy had
reacted, or at least her body had. She turned to a fallen branch, and as if she
was lifting it, she had thrust it at Patricia. The other girl had been in
shock, and when that didn’t work, a fireball had appeared in her palm, and
she’d thrown it at Patricia.

“Even to this day it gives me goosebumps,” Bianca
said.

It wasn’t one of Lucy’s best memories. There had been
outcries for her banishment. Lucy was a witch, and witches didn’t mix well with
wolves. Witches were wolves’ natural enemies.

Caleb’s father, Matthew Marks, had listened to her
parents, and even though he clearly wanted her gone, he’d not banished her.
Lucy hadn’t done anything wrong, but what scared the wolves was the fact they were
supposed to be able to scent out a witch. They were supposed to have a unique
smell of rotten flesh or something like that. None of the pack scented her.

Eight years later, they were all still looking at her
as if she would explode into a cackling, wart-riddled witch. So far, nothing. After
the event she had thought Bianca would stop being her friend, but if anything,
their friendship had grown stronger.

Out of the two of them, Lucy was the stronger, as
Bianca was a submissive. It finally became her place to take care of her
friend, and she loved it.

“They were trying to get rid of me once before,” Lucy
said.

“That was eight years ago, and they didn’t succeed.”
Bianca nibbled her lips.

“What’s the matter?” Lucy asked, concerned for her
friend.

“I guess I’m nervous.”

“Why?”

“You’ll be gone, and everyone who bullied me will want
to pick up where they left off. It helps having your BFF being a kickass witch.
No one messes with me.” Bianca offered a smile, but Lucy saw the fear there.

After the incident Bianca would come over to her
house, and locked away in her bedroom, they would try to work on her magic
ability. Neither of them knew that much about witches, but they had tried. Lucy
had sat in the center of her bed, trying to call the flame that had come to her
palm near the creek. Of course it took her many hours, and days, trying to
bring it back. Only when she was angry did she actually call on the witch
within her. There were times a flicker would happen or wind would seem to gust
around her, but nothing like when she attacked Patricia.

“You could come with me?” Lucy said.

Besides her parents, Bianca was the only person she
had stayed at Wolf Valley for. This wasn’t her home, they were not her people,
and she had a family or a coven out there somewhere.

“Me? Leave the pack?”

“It could happen. It’s not so scary.” She sipped at
her coffee, conscious of the various gazes landing on her. Lucy hated this.
People were waiting for her to explode or to curse them. This café was the only
one in Wolf Valley. Most of the time Lucy stuck with going down the valley
toward the human town that had shopping malls, but Bianca preferred to stay
near her pack. It was a hold that Lucy had never felt. She wasn’t part of the
pack, and never would be.

The door to the café opened, and Lucy turned to see
Caleb and his best friend, Guy, entering.

She took another bite of the toast that she had
ordered, and returned her attention to Bianca.

“It is scary to me,” Bianca said. “I’ve never left
town or the pack.”

Chuckling, she reached across the table. “Then how
about we do something radical, and you come with me to the human mall this
afternoon? It’ll be fun.”

“I don’t know.”

“Come on, Bianca. We’re twenty-three years old, and
you’ve been stuck behind a desk ever since we left high school. You used to be
around humans then.”

“Only because we have to get used to them. I don’t
know.”

“I’ll buy you whatever bag you desire. It doesn’t
matter the cost, I will pay for it.” Lucy saw her friend cracking. “Lunch is
also on me, and dinner.” She did whatever she had to do to get her friend to
spend some time with her.

“Fine, I’ll, erm, yeah, I want to come.” Bianca
smiled. “Shopping.”

“First step is shopping, the next step is getting you
to move with me.”

“Don’t hold your breath.” Bianca laughed, and it was
nice to finally see her friend happy. It had been too long since she’d heard
Bianca let go.

“When’s the next full moon?” Lucy asked. She knew
Bianca hated the full moon as when she turned into a wolf she experienced
unimaginable pain. Lucy hadn’t seen it before, and she had a feeling if she
did, she would freak out.

“In another two weeks.”

“It’s not getting any easier?”

Bianca shook her head. “No. At least I don’t have to
run with the pack or anything. When it’s the full moon, I can do it at my time,
and there’s no rush.”

“I really wish I could help.”

“You don’t have to change. That has got to be
something, right?”

Reaching across the table, she held her friend’s hand,
wishing she could give her a lot more support.

****

“You’re staring,” Guy said.

Caleb averted his gaze from the blonde who was sitting
with Bianca. They were two unlikely friends, and yet they couldn’t be
separated. For years Lucy Wolf had been a constant interest to him, and he
didn’t have a clue why. He’d hidden his curiosity, pretending to hate the
little witch, but he’d not been able to fool Guy.

“What’s going on with Bianca?” Caleb asked.

“Nothing.”

“The way you try to avoid her, that’s not nothing.”

“You do know I can smell the claiming heat from you,
right?” Caleb chuckled as Guy gave him a filthy look. “Does Bianca know?”

“No.”

“She’s your mate?”

“Yes. The little sub is my mate.”

“You’re not going to claim her?”

“Are you going to claim Lucy?” Guy asked.

“Lucy’s not my mate.”

“How do you know?”

He looked across Guy’s shoulder to stare at Lucy’s
back. She was laughing with Bianca, and he noticed several of the pack staring
at her. The pack were all unnerved by her witchy ability. He’d never been
afraid of her powers, and knowing she was a witch didn’t bother him. His father
had been aware that she was a witch even before Lucy had.

Her parents, the wolf pack, had known the truth. There
were many secrets surrounding Lucy, and she didn’t even have a clue that many
within the pack were duty-bound to protect her, including him.

Guy knew, as his father was Beta to the pack. Her own knew,
too, parents, as did Caleb’s parents and also several pack elders. They were duty-bound
to protect her.

“I’ve never had the mating heat, nor do I feel the
need to take her.”

“Yet during the full moon you go and wait near her
home, staring up at her bedroom window,” Guy said.

His friend should know as Guy had spent many full moon
nights sitting with him as they stared up at Lucy’s window. Sometimes she was sitting
at the window, staring up at the moon. She never looked toward them, always at
the moon.

“I’m doing my duty.”

“What about Patricia? She’s expecting you to put the
mating call on her. Are you going to do that?”

Caleb wrinkled his nose. Patricia was one of the
strongest of the new generation of pack, and she believed her rightful place
was by his side. Ever since Lucy had thwarted her attempt to claim dominance,
she’d been trying to prove what a strong female she actually was. The truth
was, none of them stood a chance against Lucy unless they worked as a pack to
attack. Witches were strong, the strongest kind of paranormal beings, but until
they inherited their powers and learned to harness their craft, they were
forever in danger. Lucy, being away from any coven, was vulnerable.

“I’m not mating with Patricia. You’ve got no chance.”

“She’s not going to take no for an answer. You gave
Cora a smile the other day, and Patricia made the girl bow down to her
strength.”

“Patricia needs to be careful. My mother will not
allow her to take her place.” There was only one true pack alpha female, and
that was his mother.

“Now that smack down I’d pay to see.” Guy signaled the
waitress, and they ordered some coffee and muffins.