Free The Alpha's Virgin Witch by Sam Crescent Page A

a show? They’ll take turns showing what a little sub deserves, and where
she needs to be.”
    “Back off,” Lucy said. Her anger was starting to grow.
    “What about you, witch? You need to learn your place.
It’s not with Caleb, and your fat ass needs to realize he has to have a real
woman.”
    “That is my mate,” Caleb said, rushing toward Lucy. At
the same time Guy was beside Bianca, glaring.
    “You talk to my mate like that, and see where it gets
you,” Guy said. “Anyone touches Bianca, and I’ll fight you to the fucking
death.”
    “So, you two fuckers have mated with these weak
bitches?” Patricia asked.
    Lucy looked toward the edge of the creek, to see Patricia’s
followers already walking away. They know not to mess with Caleb and Guy. They
were mated, and no one could do anything about that, and they were only
following orders.
    “You can’t have her as your mate,” Patricia said, pointing at her. “She’s nothing but an orphaned
witch. Even her real parents didn’t want her. It makes me wonder if we’ve only
got her because Adele and Kyle can’t have any kids of their own. They’re
defective and should be annihilated. Every weak wolf should be killed,
slaughtered.”
    With each word she spewed of hatred, Lucy’s anger
grew. She was alone in the world. No one had wanted her. All of her doubts, her
weaknesses, everything that she had feared in her whole life came through.
    “Lucy?”
    Bianca’s voice made no appeal.
    Lucy shot her hands up to the sky, pulling herself out
of the water, and flipping around until she landed on her feet on the ground.
She stood, and with a snap of her fingers, she was dressed.
    “You want to do this?” she asked, glaring at Patricia.
The woman didn’t know when to back down, and she had listened to the nasty,
vile spew coming from her for the last time.
    “You’re nothing, witch.”
    Smiling, she clapped her hands together once and
placed them palm upwards. “You know, no wolf has ever defeated a witch. Let’s
see if you can change the course of history.” A ball of fire erupted in her
hand, and Lucy stared into it. She expanded and contracted the ball, then
glanced back up at Patricia, who was changing into a wolf. It was like a switch
had gone off in her mind, and she knew exactly what she was doing. There was no
struggle to call her magic, and she wasn’t confused.
    “Catch.”
    She threw the fire, and Patricia tried to dodge the
ball, but it caught her shoulder. Patricia screamed out in agony. Lucy wasn’t
done. After years upon years of being told she was nothing, she was weak, what
she’d heard this one woman say to her best friend was the final straw.
    Pushing her hand out, Lucy wrapped some invisible kind
of noose around Patricia’s neck, and squeezed, dragging the woman to her. In
the distance she heard her mate and her friend calling to her, but she was
tired of listening to them reason with her.
    Her anger and her rage had taken over.
    No one had a chance of reasoning with her, and she
didn’t care. She was ready to kill, to strike out and hurt the person who’d
done nothing but cause her pain.
    “You’re nothing,” Lucy said, finally placing her own
fingers around the woman’s neck. “You call me weak, and yet I feel no pain.
You’re the weak one, Patricia. I’m tired of being bullied by someone who is
weak.” She squeezed tighter, and even as Patricia lashed out with her claws, Lucy
used her magic to twist and snap her arm.
    Evil filled her blood, and Lucy struggled to deal with
the overwhelming consumption to kill.
    “Baby, don’t do it,” Caleb said.
    Lucy turned toward the man that was her mate, and she
saw the pain in his eyes.
    “ Don’t kill her,
darling. This is not who you are.”
    Lucy turned to her side, and knew she had to have been
seeing things. There beside her was a woman with beautiful white hair that was
so long it grazed the ground. This woman was her mother. She had to be.
    “This is not the way.