Chapter 18

Winter.

“Mr. Verlice, your mate—Miss Brown is here.”

Those words rang like sirens from a firetruck as another female wearing a white dress that reached her knees entered the room. Her beautiful red hair swayed as she sauntered inside with a light step. Her pink lips tugged upward the moment her hazel eyes found Dante.

“Dante,” she called. Even her voice was as smooth as silk.

I noticed Dante rolled his eyes at that female, but eventually, he smiled back. I could hear a crack forming in my heart. I was expecting him to deny the fact that this beautiful female was his mate, but he didn’t.

I blinked and blinked several times, forcing myself to wake up from another nightmare. This couldn’t be true. How could I be in this situation again? A lump stuck in my throat as breathing turned harder with each passing second.

That female turned her back on Dante and faced me. She gave me a sincere smile that reached her eyes, then extended her hand to me.

“I am Ayla Brown,” she said while her sc