Author’s POV
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Next morning , early in the morning when Jane woke up she felt better and thinking about everything she went through just yesterday, she was more calm. Thinking that she had Persie gave her hope.
But being a werewolf with a wolf implies a lot of other things and she just got out of her bed and walked to the kitchen and prepared a coffee mug.
“Persie” she whispered, hoping that she would receive a reaction, but there was nothing.
“What if I have a mate?” she asked herself, but having a mate would mean that she would dump Kendrick again and the thought of breaking his heart again was killing her.
“Maybe I don’t have a mate,” she said in the end. “I am living like a rogue. Who would want me?” and with that thought she calmed down. She can't just stop loving
