Mated To A Witch

e wanted for the death of the president. He faced off against Kade, the

wever, the law wanted Ronin dead or alive, so he sensed danger when he realized Kade was car

” Kade snarled, showing his fangs. Ronin bared h

o then? he growl

to stab Ronin. Ronin dodged the attack with his werewolf speed a

t Ronin retaliated by slashing at Kade with his

ith a silver bullet, causing

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nd her neck, making it difficult to breathe. Reagan, who

uld die if she didn't stop. Freya struggled to speak a

intervened and loosened the rope with a sp

and crying, feeling like a mock

ade the trek. Suddenly, a gunshot rang out, and she felt an inexplicable force pulling her toward the source of th

as she cast a spell to help her lift him. Though she didn't understand why she was aiding

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he wasn't in handcuffs or prison. Instead, he found himself in a small, intricately decorated bedroom that he recognize

o place a damp towel on his forehead. Ronin instinctively grabbed

ite his skepticism, he couldn't sense any danger emanating from her. As he ch

nd and looked int

are

n as Reagan's spells had curs

her business. He felt a sense of calmness around her and

ou know Im a fugitive? Roni

peak and swallow bef

? A little gratitude won't hurt. Ronin smiled an

nin was. His sharp and masculine features were

ld me who you a

you moron, Freya cursed, imme

meant where are we? A

of being in the presence of a witch and was about to leave

n observed as a girl, slightly older than Freya, entered the room. She appear

estioned, causing Freya to quickly rise

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you his accomplice? Mackenzie asked, her voice filled with anger. Freya remain

nt, Mackenzie said through gritted teeth. Freya stayed quiet, tryin

Freya finall

d this werewolf happens to be a wanted criminal. What were you thinking? Mack

um, Mackenzi

ease, sister, Freya begged, but Mackenzie

conversation between Freya and MacKenzie. Being a wolf, he could

a witch, witches, and werewolves didn't mix well. Ronin donned

rom her daughter's window but didn't recognize him as the wanted crimi

hile Freya couldn't find Ronin in her room. She assumed he ha

ck leggings put on her white boots and headed do

ble, she greeted her but didn't wait for

espite the danger, she felt an overwhelming urge to be near Ronin. She was headed to

as more of a druid than a witch and had no magical abilities to speak of. She stopped herself from re

hat it was. She whispered his name, careful not to alert anyone to his presence. Ronin was a wanted

dered if it was Ronin. She shouldn't have been there, and she felt a shiver ru

Freyas body. He stepped closer to her, and she backed away until she hit a

ndered how he could tell. Even Ronin couldn't d

e? he asked agai

omeone, she said.

ked. Freya

she said, slowly walking away. The man didn't

e was both frightened and mendacious. He pivoted and detected the unmistakable s

y as a witch, and he could also tell that Ron

he mango tree. The two werewolves bared their teeth, ready to pounce at any moment. Se