HER ALPHA'S CARNAL SINS
Chapter 155: What do witches like to eat?

Chapter 155: What do witches like to eat?

"Bullshit!" Liliana cursed, Raiden pressing his fingers at the bridge of his nose.

"I just can’t with you." He sighed .

"What’s all this about us probably not being fated mates? Can’t you just admit you love me?"

She parted her lips, but he abruptly cut in again.

"This isn’t important. What’s important right now is trying to stay alive before we’re all wiped out of existence."

"What if," she pursed her lips before forcing herself to look up— to stare into his eyes. "I die tomorrow."

With an irritated frown, he narrowed his eyes at her.

"What if I die like Dora did?"

He chuckled bitterly, a pained look in his eyes as he glanced to the side, raking his hand through his messy curls before turning to her again.

"Do you really want me to answer that?"

"Tell me," she moved close, and he stood his ground, lowering his chin to his chest to bore holes into her eyes with his. "What if I die, Raiden?" She snarled. "You’ll regret this. You’ll regret having all the time in the world to be with me, but you were too cowardly to actually do so."

"Stop saying nonsense Liliana. No one’s dying."

"Not all girls would shamelessly confess their feelings to a guy, you know?"

"Yeah, and you know not many usually get accepted."

"We have till tomorrow to make things right before we go back to the Battle zone once more. And we might not really turn out the same anymore. Is this how you want us to end up?"

"What makes you think I love you?" He suddenly asked.

"I know you do Raiden," her voice softened as she approached him, but his blatant fierce stare caused her to freeze in her steps.

"Lust isn’t love." He simply replied.

For several minutes, no one said a word until she finally moved, turning back to head to the fireplace, not sparing him a glance anymore.

*

"Like this?" Fiona said, raising her hand up and snapping. In a second— between her thumb and forefinger— there was a small glow of a yellow fireball.

King Jacob smiled proudly, lazily leaning back into his throne.

"You’ve just learnt the first of many, dearest daughter."

Fiona’s eyes shone with something dark and unfathomable as the light emanated a soft yellow glow in her blue-crimson colored eyes .

"I want to learn more father," she turned to him. "How do I attain more of these powers you speak of?"

"You have all the powers you could ever want, Fiona. It’s just within you. It’s been within you all these years. You just need to draw it out using both your external and internal energy."

She stepped back from the elevated platform.

"How do I do that?"

He lazily balanced his chin on his hand.

"The external energy which you’ll need won’t be hard to find. It’s all around you. There’s infinite mana in Foxtune, so you won’t have a problem using the energy to draw out your powers, but you internal energy," he cleared his throat. "That’s the problem."

She frowned slightly before he continued.

"You need to be trained to be able to draw out your powers from within you because your internal energy is quite weak."

"Train? For how long?"

"Usually, it takes a few months... "

"Months?!" She cut in, eyes narrowed in frustration. "We don’t have months, father!"

"I mentioned you shouldn’t worry, dearest daughter. It will take months for any other Kitsune, but you’re a royal pure breed. A rare dragon princess. It will only take a few days."

"What about my brother? What about the ritual completion? Do we have much time?"

"If we start early, we can train you in time to get your brother. Once you do, you can share you acquired internal energy with him, and then we can start the ritual."

It was still late night, and the voices of the two echoed in the quiet throne room.

"T- then we must begin the training session now." Fiona said, brows furrowing as she stared at her father in full seriousness.

*

"Koan!" Liliana yelled in shock, seeing him amongst the others gathered around the fire, sitting side by side with Nancy.

"Hey you." He managed a smile, as she jumped into his arms like a missile, nuzzling his nose in her hair.

As she pulled back, chuckling from having jumped into his arms so quickly, she saw a familiar mark on Nancy’s neck which had taken the shape of the same wolf tattoo at Koan’s back.

"Just what the f**k did I miss?!" She yelled, and everyone turned to her. "When did this happen? Let me see!"

"What happened?" Brittany asked, pursing her lips worriedly. Had something gone wrong just now?

"When did this happen?" Liliana turned to the mark curiously. "It’s the mate mark. When did... " She turned to Nancy and Koan who exchanged a smile before entwining their hands Infront of her.

"I figured." Daniel sneered and Barton elbowed him.

"Let me see. How does it look like now." Brittany crawled forward, almost falling into Koan as she peered at Nancy’s neck.

Nancy laughed, feeling a bit ticklish as they almost gnawed at her neck to see.

"It’s a wolf." Liliana said, welling up on seeing the familiar wolf tattoo mark at Koan’s back.

"What’s yours?" Nancy asked, turning to Brittany.

Brittany smiled before pushing her hair to the side, exposing her neck and giving her a view of a bloodied colored moon mark on her neck.

"Okay Okay. I’m happy for you Nancy. You guys have your mate mark, and you’re mated to best mates ever. Would you kindly stop feeding me dog poop now." She said, and everyone laughed except Nancy who saw through her words and saw the hidden pain in her eyes.

As Brittany went back to Royce’s arms, Nancy gently held Liliana and they locked gazes.

"Where is he?"

Liliana shook her head, tears welling up in her eyes. The others had gone back to talking, sharing jokes and topics amongst themselves while throwing things into the fire to while the time.

Kaon and Nancy exchanged glances before turning to Liliana who looked like she was going to break down any moment.

"I’ll be back okay?" Nancy whispered to Koan, already pulling Liliana up with her.

"Be careful." Koan whispered. He so badly didn’t want to spend even a second without her by her side, but he knew the situation demanded the women’s privacy.

As Nancy and Liliana disappeared into the woods, John finally said outloud.

"Sh*t. I just realized how hungry I am."

Cardin snorted, but said nothing.

"Can’t you teleport back to Ruby Stone’s and grab us some food and clothes." Barton asked Hakura who was absentmindedly pushing a thin stick into the fire.

"I’m hungry too," she glanced at them. "You guys can hunt for some wild game for me. You all are werewolves in the wild right? If my energy is restored, then I can teleport back to Ruby Stone’s and get whatever we need before morning."

"We can’t shift If there aren’t any spare clothes to use after."

She didn’t reply, finally tossing the stick into the fire, but when he probed her further, she finally said,

"Well, you can figure it out yourselves if you really want me to go back and get some clothes and food." She snobbishly said, and as everyone murmured in frustration, Cardin just smirked at her guts.

John and Barton decided to go together.

"So, What do witches like to eat?" John asked, dusting himself up.

Scrutinizing her sharp nails, she twisted her lips into a snarling smile.

"Werewolves." She turned to him, running her tongue over her lips, her eyes glowing with yearning hunger as she scanned him.

John gulped before turning to stand behind Barton, burning up when the others laughed.

"Stop taunting John before he starts crying." Brittany pretended to caution Hakura, and this time the witch laughed along with them.

John sulked while Barton asked.

"No really, what?"

"I like my preys alive... just get me something between a squirrel and a porcupine."

"You could have just said so." John mumbled as he followed Barton.

As they left, Hakura reached up for the scrunchie holding up her curly brown colored hair, and everyone stared in awe as it fell over her shoulders, down to the ground.

Her hair was silky and beautiful, to compliment her caramel colored skin and upturned olive eyes.

"So Hakura," Brittany drew close to start a conversation with her since the guys were talking amongst themselves, and she needed to talk to a female. "How come you’re here amongst us and not in hiding like other witches."

Hakura drew her hair up into a pony tail, before twisting it into a neat little bun.

"For revenge obviously. You think I’d bother with helping you guys if it doesn’t concern us. The Kitsunes trespassed into our territory and tried to force us to work for them. Obviously, no one wanted to, so they had to force us, and by that many lives were lost."

"I’m guessing your family was involved."

Hakura tried a nonchalant shrug but Brittany could see the mistiness in her eyes.

"My family, my friends, and even my boyfriend, Samuel... I managed to Escape though, and I found myself at Shadow Slayer’s."

Brittany purses her lips pitifully.

"I don’t know how I’d feel if I lost Royce." She whispered, feeling the witch’s pain.

*

As John and Barton made their way through the woods, they ran into Talia .

"Hey... where’s Jephthah?" Barton asked, holding her back when it looked like she wanted to walk past them, and they saw the tears streaming down her cheeks.

John frowned as he held her other arm.

"Talia, What’s wrong?"

"Jephthah." She just whispered, wailing, her heart being surged with so much pain as she shielded her face with her hands.

"What?! Where is he? Talia, where’s Jephthah??" He looked behind her, hoping he’d step out of no where.

"Please don’t tell me you left him alone?"

She stared up at him, wiping her cheek with the back of her hand.

"Why?"

"F**k," John starts running back to where Talia had emerged from. Talia ran after him, screaming.

"John what’s wrong?"