Chapter 10
Jacque continued to hold Fane’s hand as she led him up the stairs to her bedroom. Before they reached the top, Jacque heard her mom yell, “Jacque, leave your door open, please. Mated or not, you are still living under my rules.”
Jacque laughed, so thankful for something that made her feel like she was just a girl with a boy, hanging out. Not a Canis lupus, not a mate, just teenagers.
“You got it, Mom,” Jacque hollered back.
As they entered her room, Jacque let go of Fane’s hand and stepped away, putting some distance between them. She was beginning to feel just a tad claustrophobic and needed space.
“You can sit in that chair or the window seat,” she said indicating both places.
Jacque suddenly felt very nervous. Being in her room alone with him felt so intimate, yet she c
