Brian’s P.O.V.

“Actually, I...I’m not your mate.”I heard Leticia say in a trembling tone before she let out a sigh.

I gazed at her face. For some unknown reasons, I was not that surprised as I expected when she told me that she was not my mate. At first, I chose to believe her as my mate because of her smell. Gradually, however, the smell was becoming increasingly less obvious. Until one day I failed to scent out that fragrance anymore.

To be frank, I had been suspecting that Leticia was not my mate. Besides the smell, I could not find any clues to prove that Leticia was my mate....