“Lucas?!” Krystal exclaimed, her eyes wide with disbelief.
“Why on earth would you think Lucas is my sister’s mate?” The words escaped her lips before she thought of it. It was not like Lucas was a horrible person or an unsuitable man for her sister.
She just never pictured them together. She wasn’t even sure she ever saw them speak. How could they be mates when they didn’t even speak to each other. That was absurd.
Zale shrugged. “I don’t know. Just a hunch, I guess.”
Krystal placed her finger on her chin thoughtfully, studying Zale. “And how often do these hunches of yours end up being correct?”
Zale was silent for a moment and he looked like he was thinking about it. “Most times I’d say.”
A gasp escaped Krystal’s lips. “Really?”
Zale nodded. “Pretty much.”
Krystal scrunche
