I stood frozen, my eyes wide, and the manager didn't seem to notice my shock. She just went on.
“He came shopping for you a few days ago, and he requested some things, but we didn't have them at the moment, so he asked that we deliver them.” Her smile widened, and she looked so satisfied with what he did. “What a gentleman he is. The way he spoke about you that day, smiling so softly, like he was daydreaming about you. You lovebirds are just perfect for each other.”
“Wait, please,” I muttered, pressing my finger into my temple where I found a pounding headache. “M-my mate? Why would you think he’s my mate?”
Her smile dropped, her eyes widening in terror. “He’s not? But the… the pheromones…”
I frowned. “What are you talking about?”
“Both your pheromones smelled the same,” she muttere
