What…?
Suddenly, my chest tightens and I start to receive strong urges from the pull.
The line of his nose, the number of hair on his brows, even the most unnoticeable marks on his face had been engraved deeply into my mind like it pressurize me to remember it all from now on. After the run-down of memories from when he was born until this exact moment, only then I found my answer.
Mate.
My wolf howled with joy and my heart that flutter at the recognition was an obvious influence of the pull. Opposite from the reactions coming from my wolf, what I really feel was the complete opposite.
The blood drained on my face as I weakly stood up, still staring at the boy who made my little world upside down again.
How did this happened?
Nichole?
Kyle’s…my mate
No, he can’t be the same one.
