It's been a few days since my confrontation with Jasper and a few days since I've talked to Yovanna.
When I got back that night, she was actually going to talk about all of this and what I was going to do...until she smelled me and I stunk of Jasper.
Flashback
I opened the front door and stepped into my house. If it wasn't for my enhanced vision, I'd probably have tripped or fallen over something since it was pitch dark inside.
I flipped on a switch and went into the living room, plopping down on the couch.
How do you even reject your mate and mean it? I want to do it, but part of me is feeling like it's unfair to him. To just reject him because I'm in love with someone else, but then again he was making out with that brown haired Barbie so I guess I have reason to reject him, even if it was just a ki-
I was pulled out of my thoughts by light foot steps coming down. There was no need to look since by her scent; vanilla mixed with my own, I knew who it was.
"Vanna." I said softly and got up to look at her.
"Synn.." She replied with a hoarse voice like she had just been crying. Well, I knew she was, her tear stained face and red nose.
"I wanted to talk. Synn, I-..I" Yovanna stopped and sniffed the air then her shot at me again, and they were watery.
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Mated To Jasper
Werewolf"You son of a bitch have you any idea what you've done?!" I yelled in his disgustingly sexy face once I entered his office in the pack house. Jasper's head tilted up to face me and removed his glasses from his face, gently resting them on the desk. ...
