Jason's POV
I was perplexed by a tiny flicker of feeling that was definitely not of my own. Although I didn't feel it, I assumed I was terrified and sad. There was a reason why I ought to be, too. It was nothing to be frightened of to have breakfast at a table with only two other people, particularly since one of them was expecting. I felt as if a thread was pulling at my heart, telling me that something wasn't right. My phone began to ring in my pocket at that moment, and when I took it out, their name was displayed. Jackson is here.
"Hello? What's not right? I inquired after formally stepping away from the table.
"How in the world did you realize there was a problem? I haven't even spoken yet.
I said, "Just tell me what the f**k is wrong!" In the back of my mind, my wolf was skulking
