Keya
You belong to me, Keya
No one can take you away from me. You are mine!
My mate!
I jolted awake releasing a heavy breath. My chest rose and fell and a sharp headache visited my head. The familiar voice of Asher in the dream I had a few minutes ago rang in my head. The voice was so intense and dominating. I was more focused on the last line. My mate. Why did I have such a dream? Does that mean he knew I was his mate? Was that a sign? I glanced at the dim light and quiet room. The four walls of the room suddenly felt like a prison. My throat subsequently went dry. I doubt sleep will take me again if I don't wet up my throat.
With that, I got down the bed, used the pillow covers, and draped it around my shoulder. I don't sleep with a bra on, so I removed it. I know Asher would be f
