GERALD JACOBS.
MORE THAN 30 YEARS AGO.
“I met a girl!” I stormed through the chamber doors, eyes wide and my face bright with a smile. My most trusted Beta, Phil turned to me. He was the only one I trusted to ever come close to me and he had been my best friend for as long as I could remember.
So of course only he could understand the next words I said.
“I met my mate!” My wolf growled free at my attestation and Phil’s jaw dropped open. “Your mate?” He echoed with disbelief. As I took off my jacket, I turned to him. My hands fell to grip his shoulders, out of excitement.
“It’s a very funny story.”
“I was walking in the forest, on my break when something struck my feet. It was an arrow—“ “An arrow?” Phil asked. “From a hunter. Behold the culprit was her. Susannah, she said” I smiled, recounting that single moment that changed my life.
“And she’s the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen” I said softly.
“But she’s a hunter?” Phil was just as perplexed as I was earlier. “That’s not even th
