"Okay, what is going on?" Luke was looking between our friend and the witch, over and over. Suddenly, his eyes widened, jaw dropping. "No..."
Ben paled even more. "Yup."
"It's not possible!"
"Well, obviously, it is." Ben huffed.
"Someone want to include me in the loop?" I asked, annoyed.
"Oh for f***s sake." Clara threw her hands up. "He's my mate. There, I said it."
My eyebrows shot up so high, they all but disappeared into my hair.
"What?"
"It's true." Ben said. "She's my mate."
I shook my head, trying to make sense of their words. "But she's a witch..."
"Thank you, Captain Obvious." Clara sneered.
The snarky remark was lost on me, I was in too much shock. How was this possible?
"What'd I miss?" Lily came waltzing back into the room, stopping to take in our expressions and th
