From a distance, I could see the two of them arguing over something which seemed strange. I wanted to go closer to hear what was going on not minding if they would see me, so I took a step closer towards them. While my feet did the work my eyes had other plans. I was focused on the man that was standing in front of me. His back was towards me showing me all of his muscles that were bursting from his shirt not to mention the tattoos. This man was something else. If I was reading a book a year ago I would describe him as a mafia lord or an assassin, whichever would fit trust me.
"You can't just go and take it from her!"
"She is my mate and I decide her f*****g fate! The powers that she has have to go!"
I heard him say with a dark tone while the witch's attention moved from Rayden straig
