The Mate She Chose
"Are you asking me to be your mate? Why should I Say Yes? Why should I help you?" Wyatt inquired, his tone skeptical.
"I can help you find out who killed your mate," I responded, although I secretly felt a twinge of unease, unsure if it was truly the answer he needed.
Wyatt stared at me silently for a long time, then nodded and said, "Deal."
Just as I was about to leave the room, he suddenly asked, "I heard you'll be turning 18 in a month. What if you choose me as your mate now, only to discover that your true mate is someone else?"
His question caught me off guard. I really hadn't thought about that.
But...
I smiled and replied, "I'll turn him down. Anyways, you're the mate I choose."