Mate: Part One
in our case, one we've chosen despite the absence of that divine pull.
"Nathan..." I started, unsure of what I was about to say as my gaze remained fixed on the box in his hand.
"You don't have to worry, Jane. It's not what you think," Nathan said with a small smile.
He opened the box, and inside was a beautiful silver necklace shaped like a wolf. My breath caught in my throat.
"Nathan, it's beautiful."
"You like it?" he asked.
"I love it. But you don't have to get me anything."