[Irene Miles’ POV]
“Irene, those dreams… Why am I in them? Is there a reason behind it?” Prince asked. I had answers, but I didn’t want him to know.
“We are mates. How do you know we are mates? I mean… our marriage was arranged, but how did you conclude I am your mate? How can you be so sure?” Of course, I was trying to change the topic.
“Don’t change the topic and answer, why was I in your dreams? You didn’t know me back then…”
He caught me. There was no way I could trick him. He was too smart to be misled. “I don’t know…”
“What was the dream?”
“I don’t remember.”
“What was my role in that dream?”
“I don’t know! I-I just saw your face. It was my fantasy. Since I was always alone, I unconsciously created an image like yours in my mind and so you appeared in my dreams.”
“What was
