Thirty Three.

Alpha Vander.

She clings to me as she drops off to sleep. Her eyes flutter for a moment. A scowl appears on her face, just like the other times she had been injured. I didn’t mind, in fact, I was enjoying the sudden neediness that she required.

Witches though? I knew they had been mentioned, but I hadn’t realised they had actually played a part in this. Witches were not known for working with ot