Aria’s POV
I shrugged, trying to brush off the weird feeling crawling up my spine as I stared at the man who just stood there, staring at me as though he knew me.
“I’ve never met him,” I said, shaking my head firmly in response to the young lady’s question.
The change in his eyes was immediate. Hope that had flickered once died out like a candle drowned in water.
The young lady sucked in a tiny breath. Her scent spiked with a mix of surprise and curiosity as her gaze drifted between the man and me.
“Well, I really did think you were someone I had heard about, someone very dear to Alpha Rowland”.
Alpha Rowland? I thought to myself. I knew there was something significantly different about his aura. He was an alpha, that explains it. Why did it feel as though we have met before? But wh
