Chapter 28: Mates
Azalea stood frozen in Federico’s office, her heart pounding so hard it felt like it might burst from her chest. The revelation that her sister was meant to marry Federico had already shaken her to the core, but what she felt now—the pull, the undeniable force between them—was something she couldn’t ignore.
Mate.
The word echoed in her mind, terrifying and bewildering. It couldn’t be. It just couldn’t.
Federico’s piercing gaze remained locked onto her, his confusion evident despite his anger. He stepped closer, his presence overwhelming, and Azalea found herself taking a step back. Their connection was unmistakable, something primal, something far deeper than the arranged marriage they had been thrust into. It felt like fate itself was mocking them.
"You’re my mate,"
