Andreas's POV
Long black hair, eyes that shone like darkness and the audacity in the way she could even look at me... Only Isabella could gaze into my eyes for such a long time.
I asked this strange woman who she was and that was when she eventually looked away. She was probably thinking if it was a good idea to tell me. The thing is, she was in my house, so if she wasn't going to speak up, she could as well get out. I didn't care about strangers. I never did.
"Who are you?" I found myself asking again. Considering the terrible mood I was in, I didn't know why I was being patient with this woman but there was something about her and I was just stalling to figure it out.
"I'm Elaina", she finally said with quivering lips. "I'm your mate."
