Bronco's POV
"Where is he?" I growled at the old woman instantly covering my nose at the repugnant smell of whatever she had boiling on her stovetop .
"He's safe that is all you need to know young Alpha," she said with a smirk on her face but a look of sincerity confined deep within her eyes.
"He is ours," said Leonardo with aggression, "He will be and has always been safer with us, not with some old witch who can't even craft a protection spell without something going wrong!"
Leo finished now standing toe to toe with the witch.
"Foolish young one," the witch cackled, "If I saw fit I could kill every member of your clan and bring them back to life. I am the human representation of Gaia and you of all people will show me some respect!" the witch bellowed into Leo's face.
"Can y'all two take a Xanax and chill the fuck out?" I asked as I moved to stand in the middle of their stare off I put one of my hands on Leo's chest and turned to the witch, "When will we be able to see Emerson and know that he's okay?" I questioned speaking for both myself and Leo.
"When you both realize that the threat is near. The amount of time it takes for you to tame the threat is how long you will be without your mate." The witch stated with a finality that brokered no argument.
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Loving Them
WerewolfAlphas Awaiting, Leonardo and Bronco DeLuca have been searching for their mate since they turned 15 years old and began their training with the elders. Emerson Richards recently relocated to town alongside his massive supernatural family. In this ta...
