Chapter 22

Fairo, the mage who had discovered the magic in Mia, stayed behind when everyone had gone. He waved his wand at Mia, grinning at her intent gaze on him and the direction of his wand.

“Do we have to do this?” She complained. She longed to be back in bed, curling and snoozing up to her pillow as she slept the adrenaline of the previous day off. That was her position until a maid came to tell her a mage was waiting for her. Shocked, she had jumped out of bed, hoping he had information to say to her concerning Ayra. She had beamed as she followed the maid to where the mage was, a thrill running through her as she remembered that Ayra was dead.

There was no longer any threat to her man and the pack, and she giggled in happiness at herself as she realized it meant she was finally going to get mated to Draco. He had no excuses again. The memory of how he confessed to her that he loved her and the kisses they had shared flipped