Jasper Hartford
Adam picked up a bottle of beer from the table and handed it to me before taking one of himself. He took a long drink from the bottle. When he had finished he let out a frustrated sigh and leaned against the table.
“Why do I feel so bad about this?” He asked.
“I don’t know, you do seem to like her a lot. Are you sure she isn’t your mate, the signs might be a bit different with her being human.” I suggested. Adam shook his head.
“I am sure. She smells nice but not enough for it to mean she is my mate and I have looked into her eyes and I didn’t feel that feeling of belonging that everyone talks about.” He didn’t sound completely sure. I didn’t know how that was possible. I had known Lizzy was my mate, I would have known even if all the other signs were missing but maybe
