Jasper POV
I stare after Eva and her….her mate, until they are no longer in view, my heart beating furiously inside my chest as panic overtakes me, suddenly thinking about what they may be doing upstairs by themselves.
My interruption may have stopped them before, but what will stop them this time? What if….what if he is doing that with her? What if that's why he looked so smug? He was trying to taunt me, the bastard.
She can’t. She….she said she loved me. She can’t. Not with him. He won’t love her the way she deserves. He never has. Only I can. I should be the one to-....
“Jasper,” my father rests his hand on my shoulder. “Calm down, son. They are mates. Nothing you do will change that.”
I bite my lips hard, letting the pain cool some of my anger and anxiety.
“She loves me,” I mur
