Fifteen

"She was my mate."

The words resonated in Aria's ears. Her breath got caught in her throat. She forgot that she was supposed to breathe. Her entire body had gone numb. She forgot that she was supposed to blink. She only stared at Damien.

Damien searched for a form of reaction on Aria's face but he could not find any. He waited for her to speak. He had no choice but to wait. Maybe this was her way of handling the news.

Multiple thoughts ran through Aria's head but she held on to one chain of thoughts. Damien had a mate. The moon goddess had already given Damien his mate. Which meant that Damien truly was not her mate. She didn't have a mate.

She was right all along. Damien was not her mate. There was no such thing as mates for the evil twin. The twin who was branded as evil. Damien having a mate before had only confirmed it. She was not his mate. She was right all along.

Why then did Damien claim that she was his mate? What right did he have to try to make her believe that she was his