***Rosemary's POV***
I sat patiently on the rock I always claim in my little hideaway, the place where I first met Jasper. Unfortunately, I’d forgotten to ask for his phone number or any way to contact him that day.
I hoped he could feel the mate bond calling him to me. I wasn’t sure how it worked before marking; being away from him felt like a mixture of homesickness and heartbreak. Even Ella missed him.
“He will come. Just focus your mind, picture his face,” Ella instructed.
Imagining him wasn’t hard. He was so beautiful: snowy white hair, blue-green emerald eyes that sparkled in the sunlight.
A whiff of raspberry-scented baked goods pulled me from my thoughts. I turned and saw Jasper walking toward me. I jumped up and ran to him as he held out his arms, inviting me into a warm emb
