There is no way on Earth that Ares is my mate; how is that even possible? Do I get a second chance, mate, I thought to myself as Beth kept calling out, “Mate.”
“You are my mate?” I said, my thoughts darting in different directions as I tried to understand the gravity of what I just experienced.
“You knew this all this while, didn't you? I asked Ares, my hands shaking, waiting to get answers.
Ares just stood motionless and stared at me the whole time, his face impassive as he stated.
“You have always been my mate, and the black mist was a spell I cast a long time ago to find my mate, and it can only stop when my mate is with me.” He firmly explained.
Still finding it hard to comprehend, “So you're the reason why I was rejected in the first place? I moaned, a bit of anger laced through
