Jackson's POV

She stared at me dumbfounded and worried, “you’re... you’re a wolf?” She starts to pull out of my grip and I can’t help but panic. “I can’t believe my senses are so dormant that I missed this,” She cups her face in her hands, “I can’t stay here then, because my old pack will request for me to be returned.” My mouth drops open all over again.

“Don’t say that, of course you can stay! I’ll protect you from anything.” I reach out for her and pull her into me again, “you were in a pack before? Are you trying to say you’re a wolf too?” I didn’t understand what she was trying to say, my mind was running a mile a minute but all I could focus on was making her stay.

“Not exactly, i lived with my mum and dad in a pack back in America.” She was, “that’s why when i told my Aunt and her mate about what I saw my mum was kicked out. She was made rogue.” Oh goddess, what is happening?!

“So you are a wolf?” I question again.

She sighs, “it would be so much simpler if I was, you see my mum is a wolf,