Shifted Fate by Alicia S.Rivers

Is a mistake from the Moon Goddess 86

Chapter Eighty-Six

I slowly turned away from Shannon, dropping her arm. I let my mouth drop open to keep my ruse going and to show my shock. "Why would he think I'm his mate?" I found Brandon, who was arrogantly staring at me with hunger in his eyes, I wanted to grimace, but I swallowed the need. "We haven't even talked before."

"Shannon admitted to wearing your clothes around Branden." Vince smirked like that was the missing piece of information that would make me jump at the chance of being Brandon's mate. But I just lifted my brow.

"So?" I let it hang there. The simple word that held my disbelief.

"Soooo. It means that it was your scent I liked, that my woll was attracted to." Brandon stepped toward me and went to grab my hand, but I pulled away.

"Or...it was our combined scent that you liked." I lied through my teeth. I felt a pang in my chest and I felt the pain radiating from my wolf. I sent a pulse of love to Megan. This was her mate, after all.

It's okay. Megan's words were strong, but tinged with sadness. He doesn't deserve us.

floated out to us. During our first life,

find my mate. Do not despair. This

So I refocused on the conversation at hand. “Look, Brandon. I can appreciate trying to find your mate, but it's not me.” I smiled, and I

would feel the mate bond, and that wasn't something I wanted to

When we have time, I will reject him

it now, but Nix spoke up. You need to speak the words, and if you do that now, everything would be for nothing. Dodge the touching for now and maybe we

eyes widened subtly, and I knew to turn. Brandon, again, had grabbed for me and I

search, but don't press your luck. You have no reason to touch

but

females." I lifted my lips and made a big deal of scenting the room. "I have no mate in this room, and I appreciate if you

on to herself back, she was in effect by his scent. But Nix moved closer to the forefront and lent me her strength not to react to his scent. The idiot in question froze and finally scented the

caught my eye. Her eyes were mere slits, and she was glaring straight at me, as

away, keeping the distance. "Amy. I promise I won't touch you. I just want to smell you." I scoffed. The look in his eyes told me he was lying. The man never could lie. I ripped my shirt off, leaving me in my sports bra, and