I was kissing those sweet lips I loved so much while I trailed her curves with my hands. I loved how Arlen always responded to my touch; she was fire and passion in my arms, her breath hitching as my fingers traced the dip of her waist. But something felt... off.
Her lips were warm, but her body was stiff. Unresponsive.
I pulled back, frowning. "Leen?"
Her eyes were closed, her breathing too even. Too slow.
"Arlen?" I shook her gently. No response.
Ice flooded my veins.
This might be her body, but she was not my mate. I have no idea how to explain it, but I was certain she was not Arlen.
"Leen!" I yelled this time, but instead of replying, her whole body vanished.
What the f**k was going on?!
Draco roared to life inside me, his fury scorching through my veins. "Illusion magic!"
