Micheal's P.O.V.
Simon slept uncomfortably in the back of the car, I think. His eyes are closed so he's either sleeping, meditating or daydreaming about my sister. "Miguel I need to talk to you about something," taking a left turn his eyes meet mine in the rear view mirror. "I think Eliza isn't my mate," he paused for a minute before answering, "you're not the only one who thinks that way. I don't think she's your mate either the same way I don't think that Suzy is mine," I pulled out my phone to check were we are. "When I was in the council's library I read about the other supernatural creatures and I found a book about witches. The book says they can manipulate one's mine into thinking that thier mates," he scoffed, "but the girls aren't witches," I nodded, "that's what I thought but thanks to further research I found the answer...well answers. They can make a witch cast the spell for them or they could be a hybrid of both witch and werewolf meaning they cast the spell themselves." I heard Simon mumble in his daydream/meditation/sleep. "I swear when I get back I'm going to personally kick them out no wonder I didn't enjoy the sex," I laughed, "you had sex with your's? I couldn't stand the sight of mine. No wonder Kaylee was always on edge when she's around them. She's suppose to feel the same way we feel like the way we feel about Simon."
After a couple more miles we neared the council. "I forgot to mention something," Miguel took a sharp right, "then tell me already," l rolled my eyes, loser he never enjoys suspense like the fun people like I do. "Since we're twins there is a possibility we get to share a mate," the car stop. "What? Share?" I was too busy gipping my seat belt like my life depended on it to pay him any mind. Miguel hands left the steering wheel and gripped my shoulders. "What's going on?" A sleepy Simon growled in the back seat. "Yes share. Sometimes it causes a fued between both brothers but that won't happen to us right?" Miguel shook his before he started the car, "it won't becuase we're not sharing mates," I could feel my wolf narrowing his eyes at him before going back to sleep. At least the council's palace was now in sight.
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Shattered
ParanormalI can recall clearly when I said I can't be tamed. I thought I couldn't and that all changed thanks to him. He didn't just tamed me, he broke me beyond repair. Now I'm shattered. This is the Sequel to Can't be Tamed.