"Then, how are you, my mate? Or should I say, how did you fool me into thinking that you're my mate?" Thorne roared, the feeling of betrayal and helplessness engulfing him.
"I'm a hybrid too," came Ella's short response. The room was thrown into utter silence as everyone gawked at Ella.
Charlotte, sensing that the two of them needed space, quietly pulled Aurelius out of the room.
"You mean you're an offspring of both a werewolf and a witch?"
"Yes, I am Thorne."
"Are your parents together?"
"No, they aren't. One is dead, the other captured."
"Oh, sorry about that."
"Thanks." She whispered.
"Why didn't you tell me that you were a witch? Do you think so little of me?"
"Thorne, I love you and I respect you. I do not think little of you at all. I was just scared."
"What are you so scared about?"
