POV Jackson
I stared at Ophelia as she explained why she was so stressed all of a sudden. Our perfect day with our mate turned into a right nightmare from a simple request from her wolf and our stupid brother just appearing out of nowhere. “I’ve never wanted to punch someone so badly in all my life.” My wolf growled, and I couldn’t help but agree with him. “Not to mention our little mate is fighting with her wolf. Again. This is unheard of. We have to think of some way to help her.”
“I know, but how? Her wolf technically isn’t wrong, and we were worried about this from the beginning. Thank the goddess we aren’t feeling any negative effects from Brenden’s selfish choices, but we aren’t the ones mated to multiple people. She is. Maybe…we aren’t thinking this all the way through.” I added.
