The Alpha´s Oracle Witch

Chapter Seven: The Journey

Sawyer

I made a decision to travel in our wolf form as witches were not keen on using human technology, such as cars, and I didn´t want to spite them before we even arrived. Although we never had a ruse with The Raising Sun Coven, I didn´t want to test my luck.

"Stop bugging me Jonah!" I snapped as my patience was wearing thin, "you are not going anywhere!" I said for the hundredth time already as I made my way outside the pack house where the warriors were waiting ready to go.

"I warn you, I already have enough on my plate without your constant wailing. If you don´t shut up, I will kick your arse so hard that your pups will feel it. Do I make myself clear?" I spoke angrily.

Because of recent events, I was on the edge and very easily to get riled up. My wolf was constantly growling and barking in my head, demanding to let out. The last thing I needed right now was to worry about the pack's whereabouts when I am gone.

I turned around to face Jonah as he was trailing behind me pouting like a f*cking five-year-old.

Did he really want to get laid so badly?

I knew I was strict with my rules, but it was for better. Sometimes, a clear line must be set. A line that should not be crossed for the greater good. One of the rules that my father set and I strictly followed and demanded from others to do the same was that you should never sleep with your pack member who was not your mate. Things could get rough and very awkward in the end for both parties, more so when feelings were involved. My own parents learnt the hard way, but that was another story on its own.

Therefore, when any of my pack members of age needed a release, they had to go to the city or another pack. I would never refuse someone to release some energy or stress. In the end, werewolves were animals we needed relief in the form of fighting or s*x.

Usually, we would go to the city, visit a bar, have a couple of drinks and find someone to hook up with. Humans were very easy prey for us, as we were physically very attractive to them. There was never a problem with having a one-night stand. Some wolves were even able to find their mates in humans, so one more reason to encourage them to explore the city.

Maybe after I´m back we could hit the city again and have some fun with Jonah and the guys. I heard Soren growling in my head at my suggestion, so I mentally rolled my eyes, not understanding what crawled up his arse again.

"Look, we can go to the city when I´m back. Hmm?" I suggested seeing him huff, but eventually nodded his head in agreement.

"Alright, take care and keep me posted about the pack," I told Jonah.

I linked with Archer earlier, finding out that they had lost a trace for bit, but eventually Knox´s trackers were able to detect it again, so they were back in action.

"Have a safe trip, Alpha," he said with a small smile, but I could feel he was not happy. Well, that makes two of us.

Today, I was awake at seven as we planned to leave around half seven. The journey would take us a couple of hours and I didn´t want to waste any more time. I planned the shortest route towards the Coven grounds using a paper map as we would be running through woodland only. The coven grounds were charmed, so when humans walked around, they would only see the thick evergreen forest.

I took my backpack, swinging it onto my back as I walked towards the woods, my Gamma and warriors following closely behind.

"Do you have it?" I asked Ian, who was now walking beside me as we made our way to the pack borders.

"Yes Alpha," he answered and showed me a small baby blue t-shirt with dark blue stripes.

"Does he have what Sawyer?" Maeve wondered, looking at the t-shirt in Ian´s hand.

"Some personal belonging of Lucas," I said, seeing her eyebrows raised in question, "I thought that if we were going to visit witches, maybe they could try and locate Lucas with a spell or potion." I explained to her my idea.

"That’s actually brilliant!" she praised.

"Thanks," I murmured, seeing that we were already away from the pack house.

I stopped and stripped of my clothes, the others following, taking their clothes off and folding them into backpacks. I changed into my huge powerful dark blond wolf with a small black patch going between my eyes. I howled loudly, alerting others to start running before taking the backpack into my mouth as I gave Soren full control.

I enjoyed the blurred green country as the wind was gently blowing through my fur, my paws hitting the ground in powerful strides. I could feel four wolves surrounding me as I led them forward at a high-speed tempo.

Calmness spread through me as I ran faster and faster towards the destination. The closer I got, the more relaxed I felt, which was very odd to be honest in regards to that I was coming towards the coven of witches.

Shouldn´t I be anxious, nervous, or even worried about what was about to happen once I arrived?

Would the visit even help us? Is this Oracle witch´s prediction even of use to us? The truth be told, I did not know.

The eternal silence of the forest was like a melody in my ears, playing all the right tones. The only sounds that could be heard were of gentle wind blowing and rustling the leaves on the trees, the birds singing high in the blue sky and the rhythmic murmur of the nearby river flowing.

I felt at ease, calm and collected as I ran faster, feeling the freedom and peace within me. For once, my nerves had settled, making me forget all the troubles I had and letting me simply enjoy this moment.

We were running for hours, occasionally stopping to check our current location to make sure that we were heading in the right direction. According to the GPS device and map that I had with me, we were almost there, just about twenty kilometres west. I packed the map and device inside my back and changed back to my wolf before I allowed Soren to take over, increasing the pace of running.

His paws thumped against the ground as he made haste towards the coven borders. As we came closer, I could see the old wrought iron gate between the trees. I stopped in front of it, changing back to human as I dressed myself in a simple black t-shirt and jeans, seeing in my peripheral vision that the others were also covering their nudity.

For werewolves, the nudity was not a big deal. We were used to seeing each other naked, but we were going to enter the coven of witches, so the clothing. Before I had the chance to say something, the massive iron gate opened with a creak, inviting us in. After we crossed the gate, the massive iron closed behind us with a loud thud, the sound of the lock filling the air.

´Not freaky at all,´ said Maeve in the shared mind-link between all of us making the guys snicker.

I walked ahead, following the long path surrounded by trees as I noticed a huge mansion in the distance. Suddenly, a strange, unknown but all-powerful feeling came through me, knocking the oxygen out of my lungs for seconds before disappearing into the thin air.

What the heck just happened!

Violet

The strange calmness surrounded me as I walked through the forest in summer morning. The sun was warm and bright, the sky as blue as could ever be, birds singing high up in the trees the enchanted melody. The leaves and branches were rustling under my feet, creating a beautiful mix of sounds only nature can offer.

I felt light as all my fears and dreads disappeared into nothingness at once when I walked between tall mighty trees that provided a shield from the outside world. The arms of nature were my sanctuary, my getaway, my safe heaven.

Here I felt at ease, I could finally breathe.

Here I didn´t need to pretend I was alright, that I was not hurting, that I didn´t feel like slowly dying.

I was alone, but my thoughts, once dark and glum, were left behind the wall of my house. The frantic need, the delirious urgency to hurt myself, to feel pain, just to know that I was still very much alive was still there in the back of my mind.

I was not that person anymore, I buried it deep down, ten feet under inside me. On the contrary, I felt a small light flicker, a tiny hope, desire and longing that was growing bigger and bigger. Sometimes, when I was alone and felt hopeless, sad, and melancholic, once again I remembered my deepest, most sacred craving.

Being loved. I was once loved by my mother, but that ended years ago. My mother disappeared a long time ago, like thin air. She was gone one day without any indication. Soon enough, our coven was attacked by feral rogues. Until now, we didn´t even know why, or how they got over our protection barrier.

Or at least I was not told, not that I ever asked. I learnt not to ask difficult questions at a very early age. Mother was a strict and powerful witch, but she was also kind and loving. She wasn´t used to expressing her emotions by words, but I knew she did love me as she sang me a lullaby when I was not able to sleep, she rubbed my belly when it hurt, she taught me to control my Oracle magic.

She always protected me, advised and loved me, even if it was just a simple small gesture like a pat on the shoulder, a kiss on the forehead, a warm smile or playful wink.

My father, on the other hand, I never knew. At first, I asked, then I pleaded. Soon I demanded, but the answer was never given. Mother was adamant. This would probably be a mystery buried and never see the light of day again.

So here I was, all alone and having no one. No one to bring a smile on my lips, no one to hug me close, no one to look at me tenderly, no one to share my life with, no one to love. I wanted to be loved.

I wanted to know what it feels like, I wanted someone to care for me, I wanted love and friendship and devotion, ... I shook my head, annoyed with myself.

I was being silly again. Love was just a word, was it not?

It didn´t have a meaning until someone gave it to it. I lifted my head towards the clouds, sending a silent prayer to the Goddess to make my wish come true.