Jake POV
Thing 1 and Thing 2 barely left Neve’s side, and if they did, one of the Doncaster witches were glued to her. My wolf was getting antsy. It almost seemed like a deliberate ploy to keep Neve away from me. As much as everyone told me to trust them, there was just something off about the Doncaster clan that I couldn’t quite put my finger on.
My mum came and sat down beside me on the cottage steps, following my gaze to where Neve was sparring with Lync and Leo.
“So when were you going to tell me?” mum asks softly.
“Tell you what?” I attempt to be evasive but as a luna and my mother, she wasn’t buying it.
“Neve is your mate,” she stated.
“Yeah, but clearly I am not hers,” I responded through gritted teeth, as one of those mutts picked Neve up in a bear hug and her delighted squea
