The ice magic

My skin was crawling as the necromancer spoke of the past and the insanity that led to this situation. "My visions led me to you. After the bastards winning the war, those foolish Werewolves cast me aside. Even though they did that to me, l didn't stop helping them. I still had a thought that one of my best strong witches will be mated to one the feared Alphas but still the moon goddess chose you", This time she spat on the ground in front of me.

"You don't even know how to use magic, you're pathetic, you would have been dead but this sick bast....",

"Hey it's your fault, l tried my level best to get her out of the country", Brian pointed a shaking finger at Vandeer with a low growl. "Whatever. She is still alive", Vandeer waved off Brian's anger as she put the blame of their previously failed plan on him. "Missed opportunities lead to new ones, let's forget the past", The necromancer shrugged and crossed her arms before looking in my way again.

"Damien killed my mate and l won't hesi