JORDAN'S POV
As we drive away from campus, I glance over at Kieran—who’s looking hella good today.
I know most werewolves and Lycans think their mates are the most beautiful things on the planet, but if I’m being honest? When we were first mated, I wasn’t even that attracted to him. He wasn’t ugly—far from it. But he was rough, unpolished. More bulky than cut. He’s grown into himself since then. Maybe dropped some muscle from all the drinking, but the angles are sharper now, cleaner. I want to talk to him about the drinking too.
We pull up, and my jaw actually drops.
The Rainbow Waterfall.
One of the warriors opens the SUV door and helps me out. I’m instantly hit by the sound and mist—cool, calming, electric.
“s**t,” I whisper. “This is beautiful.”
The roar of the falls fills the ai
