Jason’s POV – The Weight of It All
Jason stepped out of the Beta House, inhaling the crisp night air, but it did nothing to clear the chaos in his mind. His lips still tingled from the kiss—her kiss—yet his chest ached with the weight of her words. This can't work. We’re never going to kiss again. You have a mate. She is your fated mate. I am nothing to you.
He clenched his fists as he stalked toward the pack house. Nothing? That was bullshit. Coral was everything—his first love, the mother of his pups, the one who made him feel alive. The pull toward her wasn’t just history, it was something deeper, something primal.
Ty, Jason called out to his wolf, his frustration bubbling over. What the hell is this?
Ty growled lowly, agitated. It’s the truth. She’s the one. I don’t care what the M
