Freedom

Aldric had a terrible dream. In that dream, his one and infuriating mate left with the enemy forces. The dream felt so real that, even while unconscious, the heartache carried over, and he groaned in pain, the sound echoing through the space.

"I don't know if this is a good idea; his mind is incredibly strong. I've never encountered one like his," the witch who hovered over Aldric's unconscious body shouted, her hand trembling from the strain of trying to keep Aldric under control.

Mother Theresa, leader of the current witches' coven, turned to the general standing inside the tent, a deep frown on her face.

When Aldric had first awakened after being struck by the enemy's attack, the first thing he asked about was his mate. When he received no answer, his expression darkened, and a murderous rage filled his eyes. It was clear he intended to go after her.