Alpha’s Virgin Wife by Baby Charlene
Chapter 256 Two Superiors
Shilah’s legs wobbled as she staggered backward, trying to catch her breath. All of a sudden, her vision had become blurry, she thought she was losing it, not until she realized it was her tears.
Nosheba notified her sudden frantic mood and quickly dropped her baby to go help her.
“Shilah! Are you okay?” She asked with an unfeignedly worry, but Shilah could barely say a word as she still struggled to catch her breath.
Her mother was still alive? Her mother…the one she thought was dead was still alive?
Tears streaked her cheeks, she couldn’t even hear a thing Nosheba was saying. Until finally, she managed to get a grip of herself.
Still panting, she dabbed the tears from her face and scurried out of the room. The first witch she saw was Sukie.
“Shilah…”, Sukie was surprised at the mood she was in.
“Get six witches, Sukie”, Shilah cut her off. “We are riding out to the hunters camp”.
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Shilah and seven witches – Sukie included – set out at once to the hunters camp. It was quite far and took them upto four days to arrive, and the whole time, Shilah had been nothing short of impatient. There were nights she wanted them to continue riding through, but Sukie had to talk her out of it, letting her know the other sisters needed rest. And while the others slept close to their campfire, Shilah stayed awake.
It still felt like a dream to her, knowing her mother was still alive. Dear Spirits, how long she’s waited! From childhood when she lost her foster mother, she always wished to have a mother again. And when she learnt the truth that she was not even a member of the Walter family, she prayed to the spirits to meet her biological mother – if she was still alive.
She had lost all hope – all hope ever knowing what the real love of a mother felt like. Oh! At last, she’d be able to feel it again. She’d have someone to confide in, someone to comfort her in her worst moods. She’d finally have that one friend she could trust with her whole life.
On the third night when they had camped, Shilah didn’t realize when tears streaked her cheeks, not until Sukie showed up and comforted her. The thought of being with her mother was just overwhelming, she couldn’t wait.
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When they got to the hunters’ territory on the fourth day, Shilah was the happiest. Although, she knew they’d be having a difficult obstacle ahead.
Before they embarked on the journey, Pishan had tried convincing her to wait for the King to get informed so he’d send in more guards to accompany her, but Shilah was impatient and told him she’d leave with what she had. With that, Pishan insisted on taking her son to the King, although he promised to keep him safe at all cost.
She couldn’t ignore the obstacles they’d have to face at the hunters camp. Magic does not work within their walls, so, it’s definitely going to be difficult. But she was determined to get her mother at all cost.
They rode towards the hunters camp and stopped when they got to the big gate. The two hunters guarding the gate had spotted them from afar and ran in immediately to alert the others. It was a terrifying sight seeing eight witches riding towards their gate – seven in red cloaks and one in black.
Shilah and the witches stopped in front of the shut gate and awaited the hunters to come out. Of course, they knew they would. And it didn’t take long before a troop of hunters came marching out. With the armoured lady in front of them, eyes looking fierce and all, Shilah could tell she was their superior.
At once, the witches climbed down from their horses. And it was eight witches standing against a troop of hunters.
“To what do I owe this unwanted visit?” The superior – Kieran – asked, making her sheath visible enough.
Shilah also had a sword sheath with her, same with the rest of the witches.
“The last place I’d ever want to be is your cursed camp”, Shilah retorted. “You have someone that belongs to me, and I’m here to take her”.
Kieran glanced at Rissa, confirming their fears. When they had heard of certain witches riding towards their gate, it gripped them it might be Shilah. But they didn’t have much time to cook up a plan. Hence, they had to go out for confrontation.
“Who are you and who could I possibly have that’d belong to you?” Kieran asked, maintaining her bold demeanor.
Shilah took a step closer. “My name is Shilah. And you have my mother locked up in one of your dirty cells. Her name is Ayita. You brought her in twenty-four years ago. So, I am here to take her”.
Silence dominated the air as Kieran glared at her. Then, she scoffed.
“You have no proof that I have such woman in there. And even if I do, it is not in your place to decide who she is. I’d suggest you leave and go look for your mother elsewhere… Shilah,” she laid emphasis on her name and turned to leave.
“I am not leaving here without that woman”, Shilah’s words halted her. “I will get her at all cost. And I mean, all cost”.
Kieran scoffed. “Just in case you are unaware, your powers are useless in my territory”.
“Who said I needed my powers to make blood spill?” Shilah gave a tart reply and drew out her sword.
For a split second, Kieran’s eyes glinted with fear – only for a split second.
“You are so wrong to think you can spill blood on my territory”, Kieran drew out her sword. “Do not make a mistake, Shilah”.
“Then, try to stop me”, Shilah taunted and attempted walking to the gate, but the rest of the hunters also pulled out their swords and stood in her way.
Shilah grinned and moved backwards, coming face-to-face with Kieran again.
“I feel bad for your companions. Tell them to get out of my way”, she grumped.
“You should be the one to leave with your ladies-in-red”, Kieran responded with a straight face.
For a while, the two ladies locked their eyes on each other. Until finally, Shilah stepped away and turned to her horse like she was going to climb on it. The rest of the witches were confused as they wondered if she really wanted to retreat. But before anyone could get a grasp of what was happening, Shilah turned in one swift move, her sword in the air. It happened so fast, Kieran couldn’t miss it. All she saw was Shilah’s sword going up in the air and next, it went down on her neck.
Gasps and screams filled the air as the hunters startled at the sight of their superior’s head detaching from her neck.
“No…!!! Kieran!!!” Rissa roared out in agony as she ran to the decapped body reaching for the ground.