His Royal Breeder
"She is the strongest witch I have ever seen, you know this too, I'm guessing a part of you wanted to use her for her power. And she is my mate. If you want her, you have to go through me. Every single time."
Zayn turned his head slowly to look at Ezekiel. "Your mate? You think the moon gave her to both of us?"
"I know she did," Ezekiel said.
Zayn looked back at me, his eyes searching for mine. He was looking for a sign that I belonged to him.
He reached out a hand, his fingers trembling slightly. He wanted to touch my cheek, but I pulled away.
The rejection hit him hard and he closed his hand into a fist and dropped it to his side.