"She may be your mate, but what happens when she dies?"
Those were the words that stopped Ezra dead in his tracks as his blood froze in his veins and he could only stare at Scythe with a newfound numbness creeping up his spine.
"What did you just say to me?" He hissed out in an eerily quiet voice, something that no one would have heard if Scythe hadn't been standing so close. She could see the murderous intent in his eyes very clearly.
However, she refused to back down even then.
"You heard me." She replied calmly, "Ophelia is just a b****y mortal and what difference does it make that she is your mate or not? Only a handful years, decades, and then she'll be gone!"
Ezra clenched his fists in anger, "Ophelia is Selene's daughter, Scythe. And I don't need to remind you that she is
