My eyes flash down to Jackson, still asleep beneath me, and grief floods me. My poor mate – he’s been so good to me, and we’ve been through so much, and it was finally, finally getting good. And now this! Another bond, another mate!?
A fourth mate!? Who – who the hell needs four!?
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