Jason's POV
I watched Lysa disappear back into her dorm building, my hands still trembling slightly from the effort it had taken to let her go. My wolf was howling inside me, furious that I'd released her, demanding I go back and claim what was mine.
"Crimson, you need to pull yourself together. This is not happening." My grip on the steering wheel tightened as I reprimanded my wolf.
His mocking laughter rang in my head, "Let's see how long you can resist the mate bond. You're as affected as I am."
I gritted my teeth hard. There was no way, no f*****g way.
"She's not ours. She can't be, and you know it."
Fuck. I'd almost lost control again. Just like at the party.
That night a month ago had been a nightmare I kept reliving. The moment when I'd bitten her collarbone—g
