Chapter five

     (Sephiroth POV)

I waited in bed for our little mate to finish up in the bathroom and try to think of what I need to say to her for her to understand why we marked her. I’m not sure how much she knows on mates since she’s a witch, but I’m not even sure why she is my mate. It’s all there that she’s, my mate. The smell of her, the feelings that I have when I see her, and when we touch the warm heat that only a mate can give to another. She has to be our mate, but I never heard before a werewolf having someone as a mate that isn’t a werewolf.

‘I’m having a bad feeling Seph. Our mate’s been in the bathroom for far too long. We should go check on her.’

‘Give her a little more time to be alone. This is a lot for one to take in, and her not being a werewolf is going to be harder on her. By the way what was that last night? I thought we wer