Callan POV
Both Micha and Eric’s mouths dropped open, Micha sat back against the sofa, whilst Eric ran his fingers through his hair like I had just told him I had killed his grandmother. But having a fated mate was rare, very rare.
“Aren’t you going to say anything?” I asked.
“The girl from the other night?” Micha asked.
“No.” I sneered, letting the disgust show in my words.
I sat down on the chair opposite my two friends when Eric spoke.
“Ayla.”
My heart beat wildly in my chest hearing her name. Micha looked at Eric and then at me, his eyes going wide when I nodded my head.
“Yes, it’s Ayla. She’s my mate. I had been dreaming of her for so long that I thought I was going crazy, but then she showed up, and I didn’t know what to do. I was going to reject her, but I can’t bring myse
