The Lycan's Rejected Mate
Amacus sighs.
"I've been doing that since I got her back from that pack. I think my magic isn't strong enough to contain her," Agatha whispers unhappily, but I can hear her. So, my dream Agatha is indeed as powerful as she said; a small smile spread across my lips, despite my weak condition. I try opening a portal, but someone grabs my hands, and a sharp pain pierces through my neck, and darkness envelops me. My eyes open, and I flinch when I see Amacus' face close to mine. I get into a sitting position and pull my legs to my chest."Hello, dear Anaiah," He says in that dark tone of his. I swear if he calls me dear again, I'll bite him to pieces.