Avery's pov
I have a lot of unfair things that I wanted to talk about but I had no one to share with.
But thinking about it, why the hell will the moon goddess make my mate Jameson
Ever since my father died, I have prayed for nothing but a good mate, one that would lift my burden, make me feel special and loved. It's just so pathetic each day without the feeling that someone actually cares about you and can do anything for you.
Suddenly, Jameson scent began to feel stronger, that was when I noticed that he was walking towards me.
He got close to me and I expected to hear him say something but he just walked pass. It was becoming unbearable, for a second it felt like the whole world was against me,
"Jameson," I called his name, fighting the tears that threatened to roll down my eyes.
