Coven of Wolves

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Authors: Peter Saenz
Tags: Fiction / Horror
completely raised in a Bohemian lifestyle. My parents were raised together in a commune. They grew their own plants and lived off of nature. When they became old enough to understand spirituality and faith they became Wiccan. My grandparents thought it was a great way to fight the establishment by celebrating a passive faith that people previously were hanged for believing in. I think they saw it as a new Gandhi type movement or something. My parents on the other hand saw it as a way of living and celebrating life. I was raised Wiccan as well, of course. I understood the precepts and would celebrate the occasions as a kid along-side my parents."
    "Were your parents part a coven?"
    "No, not really. They didn't believe in tying themselves or anyone else to a group. They mostly served as solitary practitioners but would join in on the group activities open to multiple covens. You know, the Solstice chants and blessings and such. They had a handful of Wiccan friends though. A few of them grew to be as close as family."
    "Were your parents magical witches, like us?" To me it would make sense as Tobias is a pretty powerful witch. That said neither of my parents seemed to have any exceptional talents so my own gifts remain a mystery to me.
    "Not as obvious as we have, but they both had small gifts here and there. They had a way with their plants. I could never understand how they could keep their plants so robust and alive. One of my parent's friends was a sweet old woman named Anna. She had the gift of seeing. It was pretty amazing. She was the one who told my parents that I had gifts others would one day come looking for. As I got older I began seeing the world around me differently. I could manipulate the nature around me just by concentrating and willing things to happen. I thought it was great. It created a whole new respect for the Craft. My parents and I saw it as a gift from the goddess Gaea. I've been a follower of hers ever since."
    "So why'd you leave San Francisco?"
    "During my senior year of high school I began to notice groups of strange people following me around. They'd always keep a safe distance away but they made me feel nervous for my safety. I didn't want to freak my parents out so I went to Anna to see if she might know what was going on."
    "They were Initiators, weren't they?" Malik had told me about them. Initiators are groups of witches who stalk other witches and coerce them into joining their covens. Depending on how influential they are in the community, some Initiator covens will sometimes even kidnap a witch if they feel it would benefit the group. They are very dangerous and should be avoided at all costs.
    "Yeah. A few people in their coven had some magical talent and could sense how powerful I was becoming. Anna told me that their reach was limited to San Francisco though, and that I needed to leave before they eventually tried to pull me in. My dad's cousin had a place in San Diego so when it was time for me to choose a college, it seemed a safe place to be."
    "Wow, that's awful."
    "Yeah, but San Diego was great. I really loved college and it was different being away from the family. I got to explore my interests more. That's of course where I met Malik. He was one of the benefactors of the campus Wiccan group. He totally blew me away with his opinions and experiences. I'd never met anyone like him. When my parents died my senior year of college, I entered a really dark place. Malik was the one who helped me through it. I felt I owed him a lot so when he offered me a place in his coven, I accepted."
    Suddenly my happy dreamy feeling disappears and is replaced with a solemn poignant emotion. I completely knew what he meant. When Malik entered my life I thought I had entered that same safe Wonderland.
    "I'm originally from Scottsdale, Arizona." I say. "My dad left when I was still a kid. The last thing he told me was to never be afraid of what I am. I always kept that to heart. When I got older and

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