Rosalie's POV

A powerful voice says, "We finally meet, mate," as the opulent bedroom door slams shut. My nose is filled with an enticing scent that is actually a bizarre combination of chocolate and mint. I'm fully awake now, yet I was just half sleeping.

'Mate! Mate!' Reign whispers in my mind, "Rosa, this is our fated.' She seems terrified; there isn't the typical happiness that females feel when they first meet their fated. 'Reign, are you certain?' I ask her, 'We already ...