Sania’s POV
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“You guys are insane!” I say, “You’re saying I have to have s*x with the wolf. Newsflash, when he becomes a wolf I become a witch. And when he becomes an elf, I become a swan. It’s impossible for us to ‘mark’ each other. Besides, none of us are werewolves.”
“But…,” Frederick says, “Mates are not restricted to werewolves only. Swans and actual wolves mate too. Plus… swans can get knocked up–“
He stops his words again when I hiss.
I shudder to think that it is really the only way to break the curse.
Is it?
I am just about to rebut their logic, trying to make them understand that this can’t be the way to break the curse when suddenly I hear him.
“There you are.”
He is here.
My neck perks up at his voice, as though it is just natural for me to be pulled by his deep
