Under Her Spell: Saving The Alpha
When love is twisted by witchcraft, only destiny can break the spell.
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“She’s ours, Zade—everything we’ve ever wanted
and she’s actually here. I can’t lose her.” My voice cracked at the end. I felt ashamed. I was an Alpha and I couldn’t mark my mate. In all of history I’d never heard of such a thing. I sighed, running a hand through my hair.
No one has. Everyone I had indirectly asked, who had found their mate, didn't have a problem marking their mate once they found her.
So why's my case any different?