JEROME
Never in my life would I imagine that I could walk around my fated mate for so many years without noticing her. My wolf blamed me for being close-minded, judging others only based on their rank and family background, while the most wonderful beauty was blooming next to me. All those years wasted on wh0res when I could be with her. She must have known. She must have been aware that I was her mate, yet she did not approach me, neither gave me the slightest hint.
I realized she was my mate when I bumped into her in the garden. I was looking for my Alpha, he was once again torturing himself in Luna’s art studio. He went there daily, watching her sculptures and paintings for hours, begging the Moon Goddess to bring her back. I felt sorry for him. But as a Beta, I had to talk some sens
