"Hello, Sister"
I stared back at my brother Jace. Ezra growled and put a possessive arm in front of me. In a blink, they attacked. Ezra and I fought back to back, but every time we would get the upper hand, someone else was on top of us. We didn't even have time to shift. Each of us were restrained by 3 men, two holding my arms, the other holding a silver knife to our necks. "Now that you have decided to cooperate, lets chat. I mean, it's not every day I meet my big sister. Especially with her mate" he turns to look at Ezra. "He isn't my mate." I growled. The sinister laugh he let out set chills down my spine, though I refused to display any sign of fear.
"Oh dear sister. Who are you trying to fool? We are well aware of the prophecy. We know he is your mate" I looked over at Ezra confu
