I blinked in the mirror. Where did that voice come from?

 "Mate."

 My breathing came to a halt, realizing that it was coming from my head, and I could hear it every time I gazed at Brayden. Beads of cold sweat formed on my forehead as I struggled to comprehend what was happening.

 “Aliyah, you okay?” Brayden gently asked me, noticing my bewildered expression.

 When our eyes met in the mirror, I gasped when the voice said it again. This time, it was louder and more distinct, causing goosebumps to rise on my arms. 

 "Mate."

 It almost hurt my ears, I untangled myself from Brayden's embrace and rushed out of...