Ella’s POV “Spill the beans. Is Chance your mate?” Samantha asked before I could take one step in the direction to our lockers. I almost choked on the air I was breathing into my lungs at Samantha’s question and began to cough. Did Samantha sense something between Chance and I too? The whole “I’ll be seeing you” and the look he gave me as he turned to get one last glance at me before he disappeared was making me have butterflies in my stomach. Not to mention the tingling sensations when he touched me and the getting lost when I looked into his eyes wasn’t enough. After I finally stopped coughing, I replied, “I could only wish.” Because the truth is I desperately did want a mate and Chance would be a perfect mate for me, but I don’t think he is my mate. It was only a partial connection. It was lacking something, but I couldn’t figure out what. Samantha frowned, “That’s too bad. I could have sworn I saw sparks between the two of you. Plus, he’s easy on the eyes.” “Yeah, there are
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