Mason
Well, I’m a little farther ahead now. I have descriptions of the two werewolves. One is a female with long red hair and the other one is a male with short, dark brown hair. I really don’t need the description because I can smell them, but I don’t know which one is my mate. I think my only option is to see them face to face. Then, I’ll know for sure.
When I asked Ford about his mate’s pull with Bridget, he says he was pulled towards her even before he saw her. But that isn’t what is happening to me. Yes, the scent of the alluring coffee is beckoning me to follow, but I’m not being pulled.
There is something wrong. I can feel it.
I sigh as I look at the King Enterprises building. I have the unfortunate pleasure of spending another whole day with Charles and Edward, trying to ham
