Countdown 15 Departing From the Alpha (Evelyn) novel Chapter 139

Chapter 131 

“Achoo!” Gabriel sneezed loudly. 

“Ahh sorry. I must have gotten a cold, it’s the second time I sneezed today!” Gabriel said, wiping his nose with a tissue. 

A werewolf getting a cold? Seemed to be the question on the students‘ faces. 

At the same time, elsewhere 

With the wind ruffling her curly long black ebony hair, a bubbly witch rode joyfully on her black broomstick laced with dark purplish tulle. 

She rocked her head from side to side singing along with the cheery music from her airpods, chewing on a piece of pink bubblegum, even making a bubble from time to time. 

Her Lolita short black dress embedded with ribbons and secured with a corset on her waist, with 

purple tights, black leather boots and a purple ribbon loosely holding a strand of hair, made her seem nothing like a witch. 

From to time, as she felt the music she was listening too, she would swing her broomstick in the air, 

going above the clouds and down so low between the trees. 

She flew so low in between them that she could even grab flowers from the ground, which she actually did from time to time. 

Smelling the wild magnolia she picked from a tree, she smiled, dangling her feet in the air like a 

small child, not that one could not assume her as one. 

The small white as snow porcelain face, almond shaped hazel eyes, bright pink cheeks, the sman 

pointy nose and pouty lips, made the witch look nothing older than an 8 years old girl, putting 

optimistically, but if one would take a bet on her age one would surely lose. 

Who could actually tell that the witch’s real age was in the centuries? 

Not that she would tell anyone her real age. In actual fact, Clarissa would get mad if you were to 

guess her age, no matter if you would say she looked younger or older than she really was. It was a taboo subject, and the only thing that would change her bubbly cheery personality to a dark one. 

“Are you sure it is the right way?” Asked the small black cat that stood on the end of the long broomstick. The cute little fellow had a ribbon on his neck similar to hers, and was a ball of 

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fuffiness, but had quite a sharp tongue if angered. 

of course, it is! Leeloo and Claude are certainly this way? Look the letter said so!” Smugly affirmed Clarissa, shoving the letter in front of the cat, upset a bit she was interrupted during her favorite 

song. 

“Look closer on the paper, we passed by the road that is indicated on the directions Leeloo wrote for you half an hour ago!” Observed the black cat, sighing while she licked her small black paw. 

Widening her eyes, Clarissa quickly stopped the broomstick from going further, and turned around, without waiting another second. A bit more attentive this time, she thoroughly checked the contents of the letter, but not even once agreed that she was wrong about the way. 

Not that her cat insisted on who was right or wrong, she only swung her head from side to side disapprovingly. 

“But will the ring work?” Asked the cat, with her head on her paws, sitting lazily as she swung her tail from side to side. She had absolutely no problem sitting lazily about, even with the broomstick going faster than an airplane. 

Clarissa did not manage to answer, as she saw a dove quickly flying towards her. The white 

beautiful bird settled on the finger she had risen in the air, like it was the most natural thing to do, before transforming itself into a white paper. 

Clarrisa read the letter quickly. It was one of the letters she would receive from time to time from 

Waning, whenever the wolf could while Celia slept, informing her about their current state. It was 

the way she would communicate with the wolf queen, as the latter kept her updated on how they 

were feeling. 

“What does it say?” The cat asked, when Clarissa still did not reveal the information she read. 

“Well this solution better work. Waning had no other solution then to put Crescent to sleep. It seems 

time is running out!” 

The cat finally stopped lazing about. If Waning was keeping Crescent dormant then it meant they, at most, had another year left to help the wolf. 

One might think there would still be enough time to think of another solution, if this one did not