Jackson POV
Jackson woke up to Nora and Vivi both asleep next to him—their heads on his chest, their bodies curled into him. He looked over to see the rest of the bed was empty. Seraphina was already gone. Again.
He sighed.
He had yet to mate and mark any of them, but Seraphina seemed distant—almost as if…she didn’t want him? Didn’t want the bond?
Werewolves usually mated and marked the first day of finding each other.
Witches? That was a whole different cup of tea. He didn’t know if it was a typical witch thing or if it had to do with them being triplets—but it was harder than he thought it would be.
He was smitten, that was for sure, but they were all holding off mating him—as if they were waiting until they were all ready.
“She’ll be fine,” Vivi groaned, eyes still closed.
“She
