Kyson
“What do you know about Fated Mates?” I asked through the mind-link.
Agatha stiffens, muscles clenching and her left eye twitching. I know all her visible ticks to know that the question threw her off. Instead of holding my gaze, she refocused her attention on everyone else. Studying them and what they truly are, that is Agatha’s gift. Once her eyes are on you, she can read your soul like a book.
“The remaining five werewolves were cursed by Magnus with Fated Mates.”
Frowning at her words, “You think having Fated Mates is a curse?” Amethyst questioned before I could.
Something clouds Agatha’s eyes, a deep-rooted sadness that I’ve never seen before. She easily conceals it with a mask but this time, sympathy plagues her features, “Isn’t it? You are destined to either d
