(This is the past they are seeing in the memory mind share.)
Sabrina’s POV
“Come on sis, get out of that bed, or you and your wolf are not getting breakfast!” I called up the stairs. I am so happy my little sister found her mate. It is rare for a witch to find their true mate because we can not be killed by time. Witches were like vampires on that note. We could live for centuries and centuries. The only way to kill a witch is either using witch hunting tools or killing our mate with magic. I was pulled from my thoughts at the thunderous footsteps coming down the stairs. I turn around and start laughing.
“Willy put me down. Hahaha.” My little sister, Tasha, said while being over her mate’s shoulder like a sack of flour. He laughs but still does not put her down. I roll my eyes at their
