Jane POV Jeremy Colt was leaving too. As he drove past, frowning at me and Rudy, I almost didn't notice the transformation in the latter's face. It was his tone that caused me to refocus on him. "My dear Jane, is that what he told you? That he's A husband to you? That's a lousy way to explain your
“Thanks for offering, though,” I replied. “I’ll call Jet to talk to him, but I’ll appreciate it if you keep my secret for now. It just occurred to me that I'm not ready for the news to get out. Not till our parents know about us.” "Anyone would agree that your parents should've known about you two
At my question, Nasir looked in the rearview mirror and smiled warmly. "In the literal sense, I understand the words separately. Mate, bond. But in werewolf talk, I'm not sure what it means." "The mate bond," he began proudly. "Results from matchmaking by a higher force. Our Goddess." He waited,
The "display" didn't feel disrespectful to me. It felt like the opposite. It was the public declaration that I needed. "So I should thank you for defending my honor." That was an attempt at a joke. Oddly, I could now tell that he truly didn't act out of jealousy, but because he believed I was bei
Jane POV Sara had to hang up in a rush because Nick had returned from the gym. “I have to go. We’ll see once I get back. You’ll introduce me to this Rudy guy.” “Sure. Have fun. See you soon.” I was merely moving my mouth and saying words to keep her from guessing how nauseous our brief conversa
As Nasir drove down to my friend's, I took out my phone to order an Uber to wait somewhere in the same street. As soon as we reached, the Uber Toyota that was my ride came into view. It had just arrived too and slowed down to park across the street from Dora’s. My friend's lights were on, so I gav
Jane POV Jet's story and my mom's was something I hadn't thought much about after last night. Why? Because I was obsessing over the hubby who didn't want me. As I stood frozen near the door, both stories came back to me like a wave. I could see the overlaps now. It was the same tale from two diffe
“To your house,” I replied. He knew it was a lie but said, “Cool. It’s dinnertime, and Avery's out of town. Joyce is working the night shift today. I could use the company.” His was the best place to hide, especially now that I'd run into him. It was such a relief to be in a car after all the wal