#Chapter 68 Goddess Vision

Aurora

I see Jaxson.

In a strange way, he seems taller, more full of muscle, and settled into a new age. He isn’t young, but he could be in passing. He has light hair, longer than I’ve ever seen it, cascading down his neck in thick, tight curls. He stand with his hands in his pockets, wearing a suit adorned with a single red rose hooked onto his pocket.

He is smiling, overjoyed really, and the wrinkles from his grin mask the ones sewn into his features from being a cold, powerful Alpha’s son. He is practically bouncing in anxiousness, grinning ear to ear, as I feel my body stride toward my mate.

I know he is my mate. I can feel it in this scene more than I ever thought I could feel it. My wolf knows it, too. I feel the pull that brings me closer to him. It’s only now, in this moment, that I see hundreds of wolves adorned in gala attire, standing around us both as I meet my mate in a field, the only place capable of holding this many people at once.

“My mate,” he says, grabbing for me,