14. Mother

As I walked alongside Jax, I could feel the tension building in my chest. We were headed toward his pack's territory, and I had no idea what to expect. I had only just met Jax's pack a few days ago, and I wasn't sure how they would react to me as Jax's mate who was their mortal enemy since the start of time.

The good thing was Jax was able to spray something on me that would hide my musky scent away from the werewolves.

As we approached the pack's clearing, I saw a group of werewolves gathered around a little store. They all turned to look at us as we approached, their eyes fixed on me. But then, something caught my eye, something that made my heart skip a beat.

My mother.

She was there, among the werewolves, helping out with their work. I could see the worry etched on her face as she looked at me, her eyes brimming with concern and tears.

"Aria, this is the mainland where I rule armies along with their family," Jake said, gesturing toward the werewolves. "They're good creatures,