Caleb sat in front of the fireplace in his living room, the fire lighting up his pretty but masculine facials. The light wounds he got from Torin’s attack had healed fast already. But he couldn’t shake his mind away from what happened earlier.
He had lost Penelope once, and it couldn’t be coincidental that the same face happened to be under his nose once again. Maybe Torin was meant to mate her at first to regulate whatever curse had struck the supernatural universe but it wasn’t coincidental that someone who had the same face as his ex lover came to him again. It was just a matter of shock at first, then gradually, he started to grow fond of her.
He had even did a background check to know if something was fishy somewhere but he wasn’t able to get answers. He had decided to move on and
