It felt like a dream, like I somehow teleported into the land of dreams and illusions started feeling a lot like reality. It had to be a dream, I was sure of it, but the only problem was that I hadn’t slept a wink.
Time had frozen for me ever since Aklan Draven kissed me like I was his reason for breathing. Since he walked away clutching his chest in his hand, as if I had stabbed him. Time ceased to exist, and I hadn’t moved away from the slumped position I had taken since midnight.
MATE
The word that came out of my mouth involuntarily, and he said it back, he called me his mate. I couldn’t stop thinking about it, couldn’t stop thinking of how badly robbed I felt, but did I even have the right to feel robbed? I truly didn’t, not when he looked just as confused as I did, not when my feet
