I didn’t bother wasting a moment as I dropped the bomb, “Tell me what Stacy said. About that mate thing.”

He pointed at my bleeding hand, which was bitten earlier by the rogue. “Let me heal you first.” 

I shook my head, “I can heal on my own. Stop changing the topic.” 

He sighed, “I waited for you to remember it on your own.” 

I raised my eyebrows, “What is it?”

“That blood moon night.” He blurted out, “Think what happened.”

I closed my eyes, wanting to remember it but still couldn’t. I groaned in frustration. “Tell me what is it?”

“You’re my mate,” He said suddenly, which took me...