“You are my mate,” he says, as if that explains everything. I bite my lip in thought. “I know you said that, but are you sure? What if I just smell super good? Maybe it’s the dye?” I say, looking down at my pink arms with a frown. “It’s not the dye.” “Maybe it’s a whole Veil smell thing, since I’m not supposed to be here.” “You’re supposed to be here. Of that, I have no doubt. Fate brought you to this realm.” “But—” “No more worries about this. Lamassus can sense their mates immediately, and I sensed you. Many of my kind are never blessed enough to find their mates. It matters not what you
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