#Chapter 100 A New Mating Mess

Art POV Moonglow Pack Alpha House - Morning Room "You're my mate!" Lindy Campbell cried, clearly over the moon with her discovery while Nathan Lewis looked as if he wanted to tear her heart out with his teeth. I could feel his heartbeat racing beneath my palm; I hoped he wouldn't lose it completely and shift into a raging Lycan right in the middle of the fucking tea service. What kind of insanity was I involved in now? Why did I always get the weird ones? "This is some kind of trick. Is it a scent spell? Some kind of magic? What's going on here, Art? She can't be my mate. I refuse to believe that girl is my mate." Spells existed to fake mating bonds. I could have listed a few options for Lewis, but I knew his insanity was building up to a boiling point and I had zero desire to deal with another explosion from him. Doing my best to sound firm, I stated, "No spell is at work here. If you believe Linda Campbell is your fated mate, it's because she's your fated mate." "Sh