Bound by the Soul: He is not my Mate
I asked before I could think, but it was too late to take back my words.
He grinned and turned the question back on me. “Why do you think I’m asking such cryptic questions?”
“My name is Victoria,” I answered, withdrawing from his hold as I avoided his question. From what I knew, only my kind could sense the mate bond, but he could definitely sense something odd about me, though he didn’t know what it was.
I remained cautious, but he didn’t make any further attempts to approach me.
“Zephyr Andreas,” he casually introduced himself. I could have let out another sarcastic remark if he didn’t appear so unaffected by sarcasm.