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place before, and I've been here a time or two when there were a lot more witches present.”
After the Crone had escorted my father over to a small group of men and women just on the far side of the field, she returned to the centre of the circle and gazed upon us. "You have been brought here for a reason. Tonight one of you may very well become the protector of a witch. For those of you that have been to one of these rituals before I should tell you that there have been a few changes made to the ritual. The witch who is performing the ritual tonight will not be seen, her identity hidden from all, only the one chosen will get to see her, and not until the glade is clear. There are reasons for this that I will not discuss now, but will, of course, explain to the chosen protector and his pack, coven or family leader. Now I ask that you remain quiet during the ritual and stay in your positions."
"How will we know if we have been chosen?” someone asked from the Eastern Pack. The Eastern Pack were technically our neighbours but their home was over three hundred miles away. What were they doing here?
Every year or two a local witch would come of age and the unmated males of my pack would be invited to attend the ritual, but never had another pack been invited, or any of the other supernatural community. Something was not right with this.
"If you are chosen, believe me, you'll know. Now let us begin.” She clapped her hands and turned to leave the circle.
As if out of nowhere, a young witch appeared, her entire body hidden from view by a long dark robe and her face concealed by the hood. Slowly she walked around the Circle, stopping to kneel and speak in a foreign tongue at each stone, before returning to the middle. For a long moment it seemed as if she wasn’t going to do anything, she just stood there in silence.
Was this normal? Looking around at those that had been present at one of these rituals before I could see tell. Finally, she straightened her spine and lifted her eyes to the sky, her arms rising as she began to sing. Or would that be chant? Whatever you wanted to call it, it was beautiful. I’d never seen magic like this before. I’d seen the odd spell cast in the past, the odd curse or hex, but nothing like this.
Her voice rose higher as the power in the place began to build and flow towards her and I caught some of what she was saying.
In my mind but out of sight.
Guarding protector, find me tonight.
Wrap me in your warm embrace.
Protect me now from that evil place.
Answer my call. Answer now.
So I may be protected by thou.
As the witch finished her chant the whole place seemed to hum with power, three of the four stones glowing faintly, but one was shining brightly, radiating power. The energy within the Circle began to build higher and higher until it couldn’t contain it any longer and blasted out, washing over the gathering crowd. As it spread over the group no one reacted, not seeming to sense the strength of it at all, but when it hit me… well, that was a different story.
It seemed to hit me full force, causing me to gasp in shock as the power wrapped itself around me, gripping me in a vice. It began to pull me forward, my feet moving by their own accord. As I made to step forward into the Circle itself, Frankie grabbed my arm to hold me back. "What you doing, man?” he whispered. I couldn't speak, couldn't take my eyes off my prize.
Prize?
That was the fucking wolf talking again. He was raising closer to the surface every second but not to take over my body. It was as if he just wanted to be present for this moment. The moment he looked upon his mate.
"Let him go," Ryan ordered, pulling Frankie’s arm away and allowing me to continue. Stepping into the Circle the power drew me over to where the witch stood, her shoulders visibility shaking. Was it from the power of the spell or was there another reason? Stopping before her, I looked towards her face but I still couldn't see
After the Crone had escorted my father over to a small group of men and women just on the far side of the field, she returned to the centre of the circle and gazed upon us. "You have been brought here for a reason. Tonight one of you may very well become the protector of a witch. For those of you that have been to one of these rituals before I should tell you that there have been a few changes made to the ritual. The witch who is performing the ritual tonight will not be seen, her identity hidden from all, only the one chosen will get to see her, and not until the glade is clear. There are reasons for this that I will not discuss now, but will, of course, explain to the chosen protector and his pack, coven or family leader. Now I ask that you remain quiet during the ritual and stay in your positions."
"How will we know if we have been chosen?” someone asked from the Eastern Pack. The Eastern Pack were technically our neighbours but their home was over three hundred miles away. What were they doing here?
Every year or two a local witch would come of age and the unmated males of my pack would be invited to attend the ritual, but never had another pack been invited, or any of the other supernatural community. Something was not right with this.
"If you are chosen, believe me, you'll know. Now let us begin.” She clapped her hands and turned to leave the circle.
As if out of nowhere, a young witch appeared, her entire body hidden from view by a long dark robe and her face concealed by the hood. Slowly she walked around the Circle, stopping to kneel and speak in a foreign tongue at each stone, before returning to the middle. For a long moment it seemed as if she wasn’t going to do anything, she just stood there in silence.
Was this normal? Looking around at those that had been present at one of these rituals before I could see tell. Finally, she straightened her spine and lifted her eyes to the sky, her arms rising as she began to sing. Or would that be chant? Whatever you wanted to call it, it was beautiful. I’d never seen magic like this before. I’d seen the odd spell cast in the past, the odd curse or hex, but nothing like this.
Her voice rose higher as the power in the place began to build and flow towards her and I caught some of what she was saying.
In my mind but out of sight.
Guarding protector, find me tonight.
Wrap me in your warm embrace.
Protect me now from that evil place.
Answer my call. Answer now.
So I may be protected by thou.
As the witch finished her chant the whole place seemed to hum with power, three of the four stones glowing faintly, but one was shining brightly, radiating power. The energy within the Circle began to build higher and higher until it couldn’t contain it any longer and blasted out, washing over the gathering crowd. As it spread over the group no one reacted, not seeming to sense the strength of it at all, but when it hit me… well, that was a different story.
It seemed to hit me full force, causing me to gasp in shock as the power wrapped itself around me, gripping me in a vice. It began to pull me forward, my feet moving by their own accord. As I made to step forward into the Circle itself, Frankie grabbed my arm to hold me back. "What you doing, man?” he whispered. I couldn't speak, couldn't take my eyes off my prize.
Prize?
That was the fucking wolf talking again. He was raising closer to the surface every second but not to take over my body. It was as if he just wanted to be present for this moment. The moment he looked upon his mate.
"Let him go," Ryan ordered, pulling Frankie’s arm away and allowing me to continue. Stepping into the Circle the power drew me over to where the witch stood, her shoulders visibility shaking. Was it from the power of the spell or was there another reason? Stopping before her, I looked towards her face but I still couldn't see
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