The Mate They Threw Away
“The skulls, the candles, the pentagrams, they were all part of a powerful spell designed to trap you, Kieran. To trap us, actually. Together.”
I felt my temper flare. This was ridiculous. “I cannot be killed by magic, Sage,” I stated firmly, turning to face the possessed body of Madame X. “Whatever this witch thinks she’s doing, it won’t work. I’m Alpha Primus. Magic doesn’t work on me the way it works on others.”
“I don’t want you dead,” Madame X replied with a disdainful scoff. “That would be such a waste of perfectly good Primus energy.”
I felt my confidence waver slightly. “If you don’t want me dead, then why the elaborate spell? Why all of this?” I gestured around at the strange, cold