JASMINE
Before long, Blake appeared and sat down next to me. “I know I asked you to text me when you were ready to celebrate your birthday with me, but I didn’t think it would be so soon. Won’t lie though, if I knew I could celebrate with me and my body, I wouldn’t want to wait either.”
“This is serious,” I replied.
His eyes searched mine. “Tell me.”
“I found my mate.”
“You did? Why do you look so upset then? Where is he? And why are you with me instead of him right now?”
“My mate doesn’t want me.”
“I don’t believe that for a second. What kind of i***t wouldn’t want you?”
I choked out, “My mate is Luke.”
“Luke? Like my beta, Luke?”
“Yes.”
“Your mate’s my best friend and beta, Luke Hemming?”
“Yes.”
“Well, s**t. That’s a plot twist.” He took a seat next to me, his shoulders slum
