Evanora POV:
“No matter what. I will be here as I have always been. I love you Ev, remember that.” Talon whispered, gently kissing my cheek. Instantly I felt little sparks travel down the side of my neck. Talon pulled back with wide eyes. How is this even possible?
Victor is my chosen mate, or he was, since I did technically die. But we Dark Witches don't have mates among ourselves, we choose a mate like the humans do…wait, I'm no longer a witch. My eyes widened back at him.
“We shall talk later. Let’s get you to Ezie.” Talon spoke quickly as he opened the door.
Ezmeralda was laying on the bed. She had a burn on her chest and she had some bruising on her face.
“I’ll be outside the door.” Talon whispered. I took a deep breath and walked over to the chair and pulled it beside her b
