‘It’s Jace. I trust him. He will never take advantage of you. That man has the patience and control of a saint.’ I rolled my eyes at her words. ‘But you’re right. I’m sorry. I got used to you allowing him in your room, so I didn’t ask this time. Take him downstairs so you can talk.’ ‘Okay.’ Mom
JACE. I couldn’t concentrate the whole weekend. I knew I came off as an asshole to Amara for pushing her away, but I only did it to protect her from me. Perhaps I liked her more than she did, but I had nothing to offer her. If I knew that I would never meet my fated mate, I would give us a chance
"What if I don’t want him? Will you give us a chance?" "I need to find my mate, Amara. I won’t be giving you any false hope." "I’m willing to give him up for you, but you can’t do the same. So I guess it’s really a no. Because you will never see me past that friendship line." "Amara, we are just
"No. Not possible. I have a Luna. I just need to find her." I answered her. "Well, Mommy and Daddy said being chosen is not bad either." "I know. But I want what my parents have, so... I want my fated mate." "What if I turn out to be your fated mate?" she asked as she slumped down on her ass bes
JACE. I waved one more time to the Alpha and Luna of the Blood Moon Pack before I maneuvered my car out of their packhouse grounds and drove towards the road that would lead me to the right border. As soon as they were out of sight, I rolled the windows up and glanced at the female beside me. She
"Yes, Beta…" Amara gave him a salute. "Okay. Be careful." He said, and I wanted to raise my eyebrow, but I let my face remain emotionless even after he acknowledged me. "Alpha Jace, drive safely." "Yes, sir," I answered in a cold tone as I revved up the engine almost immediately after. I hope the
JACE. "How should I act around you now?" She asked. Her question made me take a deep intake of breath. "What do you mean?" "Am I not allowed to hold you or hug you? And if I do, will you think I’m taking advantage?" I wasn’t expecting that question. My eyes flew to her and met her gaze again. Sh
The main door was already locked, but the security personnel manning the main door allowed us entrance without ringing the headmistress, which was my aunt, Luisa since I was with Amara. "I can take that," she said, referring to her duffel bag that I was carrying. "You’re not allowed here." "Nah.