Mason
I let go of Skye’s hands, trying to push down the unease building in my chest. The witch needed time alone with her, and even though every instinct in me screamed to stay, I had to trust Skye and give them privacy.
Like she said, I knew everything about her—so I saw no need to feel bothered.
As I turned to leave, my mind wandered back to the conversation I’d been having with my beta—trying to figure out how to keep the royals off my back for good. But just as my hand reached for the door, I caught a faint whisper from the witch that made me freeze.
“Really? Even about the voice in your head that wanted his mother dead for what she did to you?”
My heart skipped a beat, and I spun around, my gaze locking onto the witch. The confident smirk on her lips only deepened my dread. I bli
