JASMINE
I got home around ten that night after Blake ran home with me. I found where I had tossed my clothes in the backyard and threw them on. My parents stood up from the living room couch as soon as I walked in.
“Jasmine, where in Artemis’s name were you?” my dad shouted. “Do you have any idea how worried we were? Your car and phone were at home, and you were missing for several hours without a note or text about where you went.”
I looked at him, not wanting to answer. Finally, I said, “I’m an adult.”
“You may be an adult, but you still live under our roof! We called your mate, and he also had no idea where you were. He inquired with the patrol on duty and thank Goddess they were doing their job and knew you had crossed the border in your wolf form.”
My mom chimed in, “Jasmine, it’
