Jacob had tried to comfort Francine, but she lay on the bed, her eyes tightly shut, tears slipping through her long lashes and down her face. She was in a silent yet deeply sad, somber state. She hadn't uttered a word since her parents had left, and Jacob couldn't blame her.
Previously, it was her father who had a problem with Jacob being mates with her, and now her mother had an issue with Dave. Jacob didn't particularly like Dave, but it was clear to anyone how much Dave loved Francine and how happy she was when he was around. Wasn't that what was important, Francine's happiness?
Then it hit Jacob like a punch to the gut. He had been acting just like them. He hated the fact that Dave was Francine's mate as well, and he'd made his thoughts very clear. He had been so selfish, thinking ab
