Jasmine's POV
"Mate!"
"Mate?!" That one word did several things to my head. I felt butterflies in my stomach as excitement hit me hard.
He f*****g called me 'Mate' and the moment his lips touched mine? I was officially gone from whatever they called self-restraint or self-control.
Ever since that day, the first day he spent time with me for real. That day he consoled me after Donald's death, I found out he was my mate.
It took all my self control to stop me from screaming Mate that day and ever since, I tried as much as possible to avoid him. It was hard. Hell, he was partially the reason I'm here in the first place so having him here in a quest to save me from the hungry thugs did things to my composure.
I was a little bit over tipsy... It was safe to say I was drunk but the moment
