I'm His Mate
I quizzed, locking my arms around his neck.
"I don't know. They would be stupid to lie. As much as they are powerful, if we wanted them dead we could kill them and they know it," his hands glided down my body, tracing the curves of my waist before settling on my ass, "they called it cloaking magic. It created the illusion of a normal, full moon which gave them the ability to shift."
I yelped when he hiked me up, my legs automatically hugging his lean torso, "I don't know many supernaturals that can wield magic."
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