All Chapters of Witch and the Wild Werewolves: Chapter 11 - Chapter 15

Aatu winced, frightened, and refrained from turning to Irm .Matchit crouched on his horse, staring at the screeching witch bag maker, looking like he was doubting his sanity . The question of how it could be that the man next to him went up in flames was clearly written on his face.Don't you dare, Matchit vom Grautal!The voice went through the werewolves' marrow and bone, but it was n't Flake that made the feeling with her creaky, ice-cream voice . That voice was alien to them. The castle gate opened under the werewolves and a terrible creature stepped out. Her hair was a sea of black and green flames, a cold blue fire burned in her eyes, her skin was white as snow. Fire and ice storms blew her as she approached Matchit.Go while I still give you the chance to disappear gracefully , or stay and I will blow you and your crowd in all directions! This pack is mine!Was that Irm? Aatu leaned forward, interested. Could normal witches even do that? An

He wanted Rafe back and he wanted the witch to go away again . And he wanted Matchit not to be there and for the witch-bag maker not to break his vow. Oh, if he was honest with himself, couldn't time just turn back two years? Or better yet, at fifty?Aatu sighed softly.“I have a headache, I'm going to bed. Hunt without me today . "He turned and dragged himself lazily across the yard.Zev looked after him, slightly worried."I'll stay with him," he decided seriously. Velvel, his twin Seff and Úlfur nodded in agreement. They would n't go hunting tonight either.Irm gnawed at the inside of her cheek, affected. Somehow she got the feeling that she wasn't quite as innocent of Aatu's headache.......No matter how many times Derne had said it in the past two weeks, the werewolves were still giggling in amusement. Derne craned her head and toddled raised in the center of the courtyard. He let his gaze wander over those

Irm was standing on top of the wall between Velvel and Seff, leaning his forearms on the parapet and watching the pack as they ran into the forest as wolves to hunt. The two twins and four others stayed behind to guard the castle. Between all the big wolves, thorns and flakes swept through the trees.“You know,” began Seff when the last wolf had disappeared into the forest, “he is actually very much in order. Only he's not a pack leader and he knows that too. ”He shrugged his shoulders thoughtfully. Irm had to think twice before she understood that he was talking about Aatu."It's okay. I don't have to marry him right away, ”she replied and watched the sun sink. Velvel made a tone she couldn't place. At her questioning look, he just waved it off. Seff sighed softly, without having noticed anything from Velvel's gaze, and continued:"I'm serious. So not that he was ever a complete rampage pig, but he was in a really good mood. Funny ... ""Funny for him," inte