Dani POV
“Mate.” Ruth snaps in my head, breaking my focus from FaceTiming my daughter. “Mate, mate. I can feel him close. Smell that?” Ruth asked me and I sniffed the air.
I turned and came face-to-face with an insanely handsome, lumbering man, with long, black hair and brooding hazel eyes. His right eye holds the symbol of an alpha. His thick eyebrows are drawn down in confusion and there’s a thin scar running down the side of his face.
I’ve seen those hazel eyes before. I dreamed of them just last night, and the night before that, and the night before that.
“Paul?” I breathed the name, my throat contracting at the realization of who was standing before me.
Paul? Paul Lopez was my mate? Then why?
I took a small, involuntary step back, which quickly snapped Paul’s focus on the moveme
