Kevin’s POV

"Alpha Kevin, I can divine information about your mate for you. But as you know, our witches never engage in losing deals. What can you offer me?"

The redhead witch stood before a huge crystal ball, adjusted her glasses, and kindly smiled.

"What do you desire?"

"Your lifespan, ten years of your life."

"Deal," I said without hesitation.

"Wait, Alpha, perhaps we have other ways to find Ella. But trading ten years of your life is too ...