Keaton's POV
"What are you going to do?" Jake asks with a sigh lying on the bed in my room while I sit on the edge of the bed, looking at my phone.
"About what?" I shrug, not even bothering to look at him.
"You mate. Are you going to reject her or not?" Jake asks, leaning up on his elbows to look at me.
"I don't know," I say, looking back at my phone.
"I don't want you to, but I also know that you weren't exactly expecting a blind teen mom either," Jake says, looking at me wearily.
"No, I definitely wasn't," I scoff. "But that's the thing. I've never heard of a blind werewolf. Have you?" I ask, finally looking at him.
"No, I haven't," Jake says, shaking his head.
"Exactly my point. I've been looking it up and found nothing. I feel there are big pieces of this puzzle that we're mi
