Jett POV
There had been many females in my life. Of the two Chase brothers, I was the playboy back in Tauranga. I had my share of women, both she-wolves and humans. The fact that merely touching a girl's hand had gotten me all excited was laughable.
But it was also proof that I needed to be on my guard around the raven. According to the tales, it became more difficult to let go if you dared get intimate with your fated mate.
I left the window as this thought struck. As I walked out of the library, I decided that Clove was a hundred percent right. I needed to start showing seriousness with Sabrina. That should get my heart and head back on track. My wolf raised a silent protest, but I ignored the gnawing feeling in my chest. Thank Fate, I was in control, not him.
I entered the hallway
