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He faced his fidgety hands. "Which is why I'm offering to help you. You've helped me with a lot of things all this time so let me help you this time." He stared at me with warm eyes. "But-but I don't know if I can control myself when I'm in heat. I might...hurt you." "It's fine." IT'S NOT. IT'S REALLY NOT. STOP SAYING THINGS, MOUTH! He first sighed, "Thank you." He pulled me into his arms. "I'm really grateful I met you, Keylan." My heart's racing like crazy. Why the f*ck did I say I'll help him. That's just insane.

The fact that he put the time to help me give me some self-worth when I was at my lowest made him an even better person. He is more to me than just Johnathan's partner. His character as a whole is much more than what he makes it out to be. That is because he is... 🇦​🇧​🇩​🇺​🇱​🇱​🇦​🇭​ 🇦​🇱​🇻​🇮​ Past- August 4th, 2032

It was a rare quality that drew me closer to him, despite my initial hesitations. He reached out his hand, offering it to me in a gesture of friendship. His palm was warm and inviting, urging me to take a leap of faith and trust him. Hesitant but curious, I cautiously placed my hand in his, feeling an instant connection between us. A profound sense of conviction welled up within me, leaving no room for doubt: this captivating individual was destined to be in my life. I firmly believed that fate had orchestrated our meeting, and no one could sway me from this belief... He was my mate.

She took a shaky breath. “I met him when everything in my life was falling apart. I had nothing. No job. I Lost my mom. I was broken.” Jayden stayed quiet, listening. “My card declined at a grocery store,” she said, letting out a weak laugh. “I was so embarrassed. He helped me. Didn’t ask for anything in return.” Her eyes grew distant. “Then I met him again when my ex was hurting me. He stepped in. Took me away from all of it.”

"I was grieving. Broke. Terrified. And then I was pregnant. Alone." Silence stretched. Heavy. Painful. He stood. Walked around the desk. Stopped in front of her chair. Close enough that she could see the pulse beating at the base of his throat. "I want to meet him," he said quietly. "I want to know him. And I want to help. Whatever you need—school, doctors, a bigger place. Anything." She laughed, bitter. "You think money fixes this?" "No." He crouched so they were eye-level. "But it's a start. And I won't use it as leverage. I swear."

"Layla! Just let this blow over already, seeing that I got so deviously injured while saving your father's life back then!" I recalled at once how he'd risked his life to save Dad, and so, I agreed to give him another chance. I hoped that he would return to being the perfect partner I once had.

It meant a lot that he was willing to put my needs above his own, but the thing was, I did want to help. I did not want to be in charge of the whole shebang, but I loved the idea of helping create an event that would bring people together for the sole purpose of finding their true soulmate. I thought it was beautiful, and the romantic in me just could not resist, even if it did appear that I had already found my own happily ever after. I was thankful I managed to convince Jax of as much before Ronnie rushed out of the room, Jax having secured a reluctant promise of help from her as well.

I guess he had finally gotten the message. Turning, I continued on my journey to the bathroom then— “Alright, I'll help.” I turned, confused. “What?” “You're right, I know nothing about love and you seem to do. I want to see what it's like for someone to love a person and you need to learn that not all love is worth fighting for and what better way to do that than team up, try to get you your man and see how that works out?” Why was he offering to… help me? “What do you gain in all this?”

My heart raced a bit at the idea, a mix of desperation and doubt swirling in my gut. {As mates, you can connect through the special bond. It might let him know where you are.} Okay, another silver lining. My pulse quickened with a flicker of hope, the first real spark since this nightmare started. First time this whole mate thing has felt like it could actually help me, instead of just complicating everything. How do I do it? Bree's sweet voice chimed in, soft and comforting, like a warm hug in the darkness. (Call his name from your mind.)

Each day was a mix of longing and anticipation, as I yearned for that special bond that would transform my reality. When I finally turned 17 years old, it felt like the universe had conspired to answer all my prayers. Brian Knight, the charming and charismatic son of our Alpha, was revealed to be my mate, the one destined for me. The moment I realized this, a rush of euphoria enveloped me—I felt like I was floating on a cloud, ready to embrace a future filled with love and companionship.