2. A Tempting Stranger“I doubt that,” I said, feeling the warmth of the alcohol bloom in my chest. “If I was meant to meet my mate, it would’ve happened last year when I turned eighteen.”“Don’t say that,” Layla chided gently. “Only the Moon Goddess knows why you haven’t met him yet.” She glanced at my empty cup and tilted the bottle toward me. “Want more?”I hesitated, then gave a slight nod. Maybe a little more would help drown the loneliness creeping into my heart. Layla poured into both our cups, lifting hers for a toast.“To my sister, finding her mate tonight!” she declared dramatically.I laughed, the sound slurred but genuine, and clinked my cup against hers. “To finding him,” I mumbled, we sat together, drinking and chatting, until the alcohol took full effect.I blinked slowly and pressed my palm against my temple. “Shit, Layla, you finally got me drunk,” I slurred, giggling despite myself.She laughed and leaned her head on my shoulder, her voice a soft hum. “I’m sorry, Di
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