Dream Mate
Her hair was blown loose, moving, and it might be my imagination, but it looked like the tips of her hair were flames.
“How did you get in here? Not even Chaira could get past my barrier!” Shit Witch demanded, sending a blast of her green light at Katrina.
“You have my mate, and I’m not leaving without him,” Katrina demanded, eyes narrowing as the red glow around her acted as a shield bouncing the blast away.
“Then you can join him in death! I will use all your power to strengthen my army.” Melania shouted, raising both hands, sending a more powerful blast of her power at Katrina, engulfing her in the same green bubble that held me.