Chapter 171
"It's a gift," my father replied. I could practically hear his smile through the phone. "From your fated mate. A little motivation to help you win that tournament. Smells like her, no?"
I nodded, entranced by the smell of the soft scarf in my hands, before I remembered that my father couldn't see me through the phone. "Uh-- Yes,"I replied. "Thanks."
"You're welcome. I want you to keep that scarf with you, especially when you're thinking of getting distracted by that human girl again. Do you understand me?I don't want you to think about her anymore. If you do a good job of that, I'll let you meet your fated mate a little earlier before the wedding."