***Jeffery's POV***
I wanted to pull her in and make her feel safe. I didn’t know my mate personally, but I could tell she was afraid of something.
“She is afraid of us?” Thor, my wolf, whispered.
I painfully let go of Nicky’s hand. Her eyes flicked to mine, then back to the ground. Her skin was soft, and the sensation that ran through our touch was electrifying. The scent of coconut and lime overwhelmed me, pulling me toward her, though I could sense she was hesitant and scared. I didn’t want to frighten her away. If I had to earn her trust, then I would. Unfortunately, I’d waited too long to finally meet my fated mate.
Fifty-five years is a long time to spend alone, waiting for your mate. Luckily, my job kept me busy. I’d had girlfriends in the past, but nothing serious. As a you
