Blood promise? Mates? Not to mention there are brothers in the room. That was why I thought Alfie… Alpheus looked familiar he had resemblances to Daylen. It was the nose.
“I don’t understand. Explain to me I can’t… belong to you, who the hell are you?” I yelled.
He ran a hand down his face and sighed, “In due time, darling. I explain later when we get to my castle.” He smiled, but it was less than pleasant.
“You’re not taking her anywhere Alpheus.” Daylen barked. For once I agreed with Daylen.
Alpheus chuckled, “There’s nothing you can do about a blood promise. She’s bound to me and sooner or later she’s going to start feeling the effects of the bond it’s nastier if she fights it so it’s better you just hand her over now.”
“Not without a fight.”
“So violent brother.” He smirked.
I couldn’t believe it, he even sounded different.
“So all this time you were just watching me? Asking me out and helping me and Stella. What… you’re not even a witch.”
“Smart girl.” He said.
My hand itched to
