The Wolf Witch - Prologue

Becky walks into the small narrow alleyway. It is silent except for the wild, cold, gushing wind. The area was the back entrance of a beauty parlour that Freda regularly attends. Becky sees her standing in the cold, alone, smoking a cigarette.

She approaches Freda. She stands silently still as she faces Freda Lambert's skinny, pale face. She sees her sunken eyes that lack a happy glow and her tall frame stands gracefully as she puffs out cigarette smoke. Becky stares at Freda’s delicate frame. Becky sees Freda glowering in the cold windy street.

Freda is wearing an expensive black fur coat left unbuttoned, showing a dark mauve dress underneath. She sees her dainty feet are covered in black leather knee-high boots. She knew Freda still possessed an air of control even if she did look stressed.

Becky's frame hovers in the air, over Freda, even though she is an inch shorter. It was one of Becky's hidden talents.

She stares intently at Freda's slim figure and notices she is skinnier than usual.

Aria frowns wondering what to do next. Freda's withdrawn stare was enough to put her off this mission. Freda's arms and legs were seriously fraught with distress as they revealed a raw-boned density about her. How did she get this way?

Freda stares straight ahead without suspecting that Becky is there. Being invisible was Becky's most deceiving gift. She stood tall and uncaring. Becky was thankful that Freda couldn't see her.

When Becky first approached Freda, her mind became almost dizzy from the invisibility. She'd parked outside the building's entrance and not even Freda could see her car because she'd made that invisible too. Her new power had taken ages to get used to but Oliver had helped her to perfect it.

She looks into Freda's wide pupils. Freda stares and Becky notices how thin Freda's long blonde hair is in the daylight. She stares at Freda’s tall elegant figure, miserable and weak. Becky could smell the peach scent of her perfume wafting into her nostrils and it almost made her sneeze as it gave her an itchy nose. Luckily, she had a tissue in her pocket.

Becky hated what she was about to do, but it had to be done. Freda had lied and deceived them, so now Becky had no choice. She would never forgive Freda.

As Becky stood still, she tried to listen to Freda’s mind. Freda seemed frustrated. Becky trembled as she felt a nervous panic go through her. Was Freda afraid? Why couldn't she read her mind? What was she hiding?

Becky stops thinking and pulls a syringe from her pocket. She held it in her shaking hand. She contemplates whether she should go through with it or not. She hates what she is about to do but feels she has no choice.

Becky lifts the needle upward. Without hesitation, she injects it into the side of Freda's neck. Becky watches as she falls towards the ground but with all her strength, she lifts Freda and places her tenderly into the trunk of her car.

Becky's mobile phone vibrates inside her pocket as she closes the trunk. She answers it.

"Hello... yes... it's done. I've got her. I'll bring her to you straight away. Be there in ten minutes."

Becky ends the call and gets into the driver's seat. She starts the engine and the car slowly becomes visible as it moves down the road. She feels less strained about the plan than before.

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