Chapter 1: _The Alpha King’s Choice
Odessa's POV
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Is our lives really 'ours' when it's path is being decided by people around us?
"Alright, girls. Take your places!" Elder Althea said with a loud voice, pacing around in the room where the other girls from our coven had been picked.
Picked for what exactly... You might ask.
Well, nothing prestigious. We're the lowest of the food chain.
The lowest ranking witches of the Luminari coven, each either incapable of casting basic spells or lacking in general magic knowledge.
And tonight, we were picked to act as maids and servants to our 'guests' as we welcome them to our coven.
The guests in question? The Alpha king of the North American region and his delegates.
"I heard the Alpha king has a taste for witch blood." One of the girls in our group remarked with fear in her voice.
"That wouldn't make any sense. If he has such a devilish taste then why is he here to pick a bride amongst our top young witches?" Another one of us commented.