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Thor, The Jax Mansion
“I have a bad feeling about this,” Faith whispered. Her fingers clenched mine as we walked through the front door of the Jax mansion. I’d done it thousands of times over my entire life, but it was different now. I held my mate’s hand, and I wasn’t letting go. I wasn’t alone. I was… whole.
Someday, this would become our home. I’d already begun to take over business tasks for my father, but moving into this oversized, ornate place? I wasn’t ready for that.
One step at a time. And that meant telling my parents Faith was mine. I dreaded it, perhaps as much as she, but I wasn’t going to tell her that. I worried she would misconstrue a lack of eagerness for a confrontation as a disinterest in her.
I wasn’t hesitant to share that we were mates to my parents because I
