The Witches Fated Mate

Marissa I was born in the hot Summer to the Winter Coven, my mother a powerful witch herself, and raised in my craft, and embracing of my power. Being and empathy gave me the ability to calm people through my touch, to sense their truths and their deceptions, and I long held a general mastery of potion making. I had lived for more than one hundred and fifty years, and I was genuinely content in my life. I worked with my coven, protecting our way of life, and keeping us concealed from the witch hunters who would harm us. After the near destruction of our coven when I was young, we spent decades restoring it and working with our coven leaders to hide it away from the world. Only witches can find it, specifically those with a tie to the Winter Coven. My focus was never on love or starting a family, but simply thriving within my own witchcraft. It wouldn't have surprised me to fall in love if I had been anyone else but him, yet the shock of it all was that I fell in love with the only person I had no business falling for. I fell in love with a wolf.