Raven’s P.O.V.
I swallowed hard, my throat dry as sandpaper. Jojo stood in front of me, her arms crossed, her expression unreadable. The nerves in my stomach twisted into tight knots, and I had to remind myself to breathe. This was it—the moment I had been praying for. The moment I could finally tell her how sorry I really was.
I had spent the entire night imagining this very moment, but now that she was here, actually here, the words felt like they were trapped in my chest. Lord only knew I would never screw up again if she just gave me one more chance. One chance to prove that I could be the man she needed, the mate she deserved.
My daughter, Lucy, was smarter than I gave her credit for. Somehow, she had managed to bring Jojo here, to pull off this crazy plan that had seemed impossibl
