ROBBIE POV
I wish my mate wasn’t so damn amazing. Having a powerful, intelligent, and beautiful witch as a mate sounds great on paper but ... f**k that, it’s great in general and I don’t wish s**t. Fuckers just need to stop monopolize her time with all this werearmy bullshit. I didn't sign her up for that.
Don’t they get that she’s busy baking the future Gamma of Golden Moon? “In and out.” I reminded Ember. She looks way too excited to be taking part in this mission. Something I was vehemently against, but that other witch, Ariel, was too busy to do her damn job.
Red curls bounced around as she nodded her head. “I joehst (just) need to plant dis little (this little) beauty in de (the) right spat (spot).” She opened her palm and revealed a small piece of fuzz that looked like an oversize
