Kris was livid. In fact, he couldn't quite reason with his alpha, now that his combined energy knew that the witch held such information.
“What do you want?” Kris snarled.
“Clarity,” Colla spouted.
“Is that all?” Kris growled. “Go stand in the sun!”
Bewildered, Colla’s jaw dropped open in shock.
“You’re in fvckin’ advanced chemistry. Do not tell me you didn’t know that.”
“I don’t mean that clarity!” she snapped.
“You sure? It could do wonders for you,” he grumbled, stalking off in another direction.
Anything in the world to get away from the witch. She held everything that could ever be important to him. His future. His mate… a witch is a witch though. They’re up there in the classes of the dark arts and unwanted evils.
Every species entangled in their false-truths wound up
