Protection Spell

Michael Angelo

"Okay, so let me get this straight," Rain raised her hand to massage her temple, "you NEVER marked nor claim your MATE years ago because she was FAT and HUMAN?"

She emphasizes each crucial word, making me nod my head at her; too ashamed to utter another word.

"And you so happen to RESTRICT yourself from doing it for TWO — like freaking TWO consecutive years when she was with you because you're SCARED... that she might DAMAGE... your REPUTATION... as being the BIGGEST, BADDEST Alpha... in the REGION?"

She paused her blabbering and eyed me like I was some kind of a psychopath or a murderer.

"Yes," I sighed and ran a hand over my tired face, "Yes I did, and since you are curious if when we include the current date, then it's been five years."

"FA — WHAT? FIVE... YEARS!" She shrieked like a banshee, yet I could only nod again in response to her reaction.

For the record, I didn't want to tell the witch nurse about the past...