KEYLA

I was stunned, staring blankly at him like I had seen a ghost or something. How was this possible? He called me his mate, but we weren't even mates.

He was caressing my face gently, staring into my eyes. I noticed he had a striking resemblance with Chase but I wasn't quick to jump into assumptions.

“W–Who are you?” I asked, my voice stuttering.

He smiled, revealing his dimples that caused me to feel some type of way I'm my stomach. “My name is Hunter.”

I was still ...