Chapter 2
JACKSON
“What the f**k was that?!” I growled at myself from the inside of my truck cabin, slamming the palm of my hand over and over on the steering wheel.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
My skin was on fire, my wolf shifter leaping within my gut to come out. To rip through me and roar to the sky that he’d found his mate.
No! No, it couldn’t be. She’s not a shifter! She wasn’t even a human!
I wasn’t ready to find my mate yet. I was barely twenty-eight. I wanted more time to travel, to explore, to be free.
If she’d been a shifter, maybe I’d be able to wrap my head around the fact I’d just found my mate. It would have been fine, and ideal long-term, actually.
But she wasn’t even human, which would have been inferior, but at least accepted within my pack. A witch, though? Hell, no. Our
