Chapter 7: Taking Her

-Jackson-

All my fears of my mate not wanting me went right out the window. Coming here tonight after a few days of packing and preparing was the best plan I had ever made. I had snuck into Daphne’s territory, borrowing a little of Roman’s clothes to mask my werewolf scent, and then I had used some rope with a hook, getting it attached to Daphne’s balcony. The door leading outside had been locked, but her window had been slightly opened and I had used to get inside and then seen the best thing in the world. My mate with her fingers in her pussy, playing with her clit and calling out my name. I had thought she didn’t even desire me, but I was so wrong, and then she had admitted she wanted me. She was scared, but she wanted me, and that was all I needed to know.

“Shit, Jackson!”

Daphne was dangling over my shoulder as I moved us outside.

“Please put me down!”

“Not yet,” I told her.

“Where are we even going?”

“I am making a horrible decision and kidnapping you.”

“You’re what?” she