Chapter one hundred & seven

As Kiara sat on her bed, she couldn't help but think about Darell. It had been weeks since she last heard from him, and she missed him dearly. Despite their previous encounters being purely professional, she had developed feelings for him, and the thought of him being with someone else made her heart ache.

With a deep breath, she picked up her phone and dialed Darell's number. The phone rang several times, but there was no answer. She tried again, but still, no response. Frustrated and hurt, she decided to try one more time. As the phone rang, she couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope that he would answer.

But to her surprise, a female voice answered the phone. "Hello?" the woman said.

Kiara was taken aback. "Who are you?" she asked, her voice laced with anger.

"I'm Marcelyn Darell's mate," the woman replied calmly.

"Mate?" Kiara scoffed. "When did Darell get a mate?"

"I'm not sure that's any of your concern," the woman said.

Kiara's blood boiled. "I have a right to know," she snap