Back The Witch Queen
Chapters (64)
  1. Contents
  2. Dedication
  3. Playlist
  4. Content & Trigger Warnings
  5. Glossary
  6. Map
  7. Prologue
  8. Hawthorne
  9. Laurel
  10. Laurel
  11. Nemesia
  12. Hawthorne
  13. Mazus
  14. Hawthorne
  15. Hawthorne
  16. Laurel
  17. Hawthorne
  18. Laurel
  19. Hawthorne
  20. Laurel
  21. Laurel
  22. Hawthorne
  23. Laurel
  24. Hawthorne
  25. Nemesia
  26. Laurel
  27. Laurel
  28. Hawthorne
  29. Hawthorne
  30. Laurel
  31. Laurel
  32. Hawthorne
  33. Laurel
  34. Laurel
  35. Nemesia
  36. Hawthorne
  37. Hawthorne
  38. Laurel
  39. Hawthorne
  40. Hawthorne
  41. Laurel
  42. Laurel
  43. Nemesia
  44. Laurel
  45. Laurel
  46. Hawthorne
  47. Nemesia
  48. Mazus
  49. Laurel
  50. Laurel
  51. Laurel
  52. Hawthorne
  53. Hawthorne
  54. Nemesia
  55. Nemesia
  56. Laurel
  57. Hawthorne
  58. Hawthorne
  59. Laurel
  60. Laurel
  61. Laurel
  62. Chapter
  63. Acknowledgements
  64. About the Author

“Not the choice I would have made, but I did give you the option,” I say before ripping the air from his lungs. At the same time, I will the grass under him to lengthen and wrap up and around his body, squeezing tightly. I leave him like this until his eyes water, then release the air back into his lungs. He heaves in a breath as he gives me a look filled with hatred. I only smirk before sending grass up his nose and water down his throat. I pick up a dagger from the ground with my magic, using it to make small slices over his arms and face. Tears stream down his cheeks. “Because I’m such a benevolent Queen, I’ll give you a chance to change your mind,” I coo, pulling all my magic back.

“The one. You least. Expect,” Krantz says between gasps for air.

“Be more specific,” I order, bringing an orb of water to his face in threat.

“You’ll find out soon enough,” he hisses. Then, before I can stop him, he uses the last dregs of his magic to pull the dagger I was using to him, slicing his throat before slumping to the ground with a gurgling noise. I sigh in frustration, then use my power to stop his heart, if only to spare myself from listening to him slowly die.

“Laurel,” Thorne says, and I freeze. Panic washes over me, fear that Thorne will only see a monster when he looks at me now. He’s seen me kill, but I’ve been brutal the last two days.

“Thorne,” I say, “I can explain…” He just wraps me in his arms, crushing his lips to mine in a kiss that tells me how relieved he is that I’m okay, that we both made it through this fight relatively unscathed. Releasing me from his lips, but keeping me pinned to his chest, he stares down at me, and pure, male lust fills his eyes.

“Aethers, you’re so fucking hot when you go all evil Witch Queen,” he whispers, and both of my hearts practically explode with emotion for this male, finally believing the words he whispered to me in the dark only two nights ago.

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Allyssia stayed by Silene’s side during the fight, getting her free of the iron and even forcing some water into her unconscious body. I do what I can to heal the infection that’s started spreading from the wound, but it’s not enough, not without thayar concentrate and the shakiness I still feel from my battle with Krantz. Some of the color has returned to her face, but we need to get her to a healer.