"Y-Your fated mate?" I parroted, looking at this woman named Valerie in disbelief. What was she saying? Was she insane already?
She nodded. "Yes. You are my fated mate." She had this cheeky grin as if she found me amusing.
I stared at her, seeing how her eyes glinted in glee. For some reason, she had this familiar expression I consistently saw from Valerian. I couldn't be mistaken about it since I had seen that a lot since we met in the Calaren and I was even with him in my previous life. We even lived together in his pack to deepen our mate bond.
I smiled wryly at her and gently removed her hand from yanking my arm. "It is unfortunate that I am not feeling the same way." I couldn't even smell her scent.
I was too uncertain if I couldn't smell her scent as a stranger or, perhaps, because of the incantation ring I was wearing.
If she was proclaiming that she was my mate, I should have known immediately. But my wolf did not even react anything to her presence.
