He was 20, yet he hadn’t shifted. He couldn’t identify his mate even if she were in front of him. But she could.
He couldn’t believe his eyes.
His Angel. This girl he had a crush on since forever was his mate? He couldn’t thank the moon goddess enough. He felt like the happiest man alive.
Still in a state of shock. She took slow, steady steps towards him and he mirrored her action. Her jade eyes fixed on his brown ones veiled by his thick glasses.
“ You…you are my mate?”
She declares as if she was talking to herself. And the boy nods. Eager to touch her finally, to have her in his embrace.
He had just taken one step closer when she shook her head in disbelief, stopping him mid-way. Tears lined her eyes.
She was crying, but why?
“ This…this must be a joke! You can’t do this to
