Samira’s POV
Whomever my savior was kept asking me about my mate. I was not sure whom I saw saving me from the rogues, but if it was William, now I understood that it was a hallucination or this person standing before me saved me from them.
“Your mate was dead? Then why are you asking to call him occasionally?” he asked with a questioning look.
“I thought for a moment that it was him I saw, or I thought I was dead and went to heaven to meet him,” I said, lowering my gaze to my palms.
“I am here!” suddenly, a girl appeared in the room smiling.
“Selene, you and Nock both don’t have manners. How many times do I have to remind you to knock before you enter? This is my bedroom, Selene, and now…… forget it,” he pointed at me and said.
“Who is she?” I asked him. I didn’t know his name,
