I had felt it the second he said it, I had felt it when he called out to me as his. He was my mate, Aiden was my mate, my true mate.
How the hell is that even possible?
I had known him for weeks, I never had felt the mate pull before. I had fallen in love with him, hard. But I knew for sure, that despite having deep feelings for him, he wasn’t my mate. Up until now. I gasped for air as I looked at him with big eyes.
This just can’t be!
Mint?
Was that Aiden’s scent to me?
Did I smell my mate by smelling mint?
My mind was spinning out of control, all I could think of was that I needed to page Dr Andrews, so my free hand took my pager and did just that. Once I was done, I placed my pager on a small table standing next to Aiden's bed, before my hand was drawn into Aiden’s spiky ha
