Arya’s POV

Chase stared down at me and I squirmed. What was he doing? Why was he standing close to me?

I shifted a little. Confusion marrying my face. He noticed it and sat up.

“I’m sorry if I scared you, you were running a temperature” I glanced at his hands to find a wet sponge. I nodded and sat up straight. He had interrupted the dream but then I began to question why I was here. Why did he choose me as his mate? What was this about?

I knew I had to find out or ...