Marco’s POV

I wait to hear Tanya step out of the room and that’s when I finally open my eyes again. Trying to pretend I had been drunk was such an annoying affair, but it was necessary in order to have Tanya all to myself without her questioning the truth of my feelings. Course that’s when I hear Manuel speak up.

‘Come on man, just tell her you love her. I can’t stand it any longer. I’ve felt so drawn to her, and now she’s starting to emit a scent that I just can’t ignore. She almost smells like Lily. Wait. What if she’s our fated mate? She must be!’

I don’t discredit Manuel’s assumptions entirely, but I’m not confirming them either. Not till I’m sure. Instead, I withdraw Tanya’s ruby necklace that I’ve kept hold of. “Don’t worry, I’ve come up with a plan.”

‘Another plan? First you used Isabella as an excuse t