I don’t think I’ve ever feared for my life more than now…
I sit at the perfectly kept dinner table, my hands shaking nervously under the table even as Jasper holds one of them. His father doesn’t speak but stares at the dinner in front of him: Beef stew. I look to Jasper who gives me a warm smile. His eyes betray his worry, though. They tell me that I should be worried.
“You’ve known that you’re mated to a vampire for how long?” His father finally asks. I take a bite of the food. Jasper sips the blood in his glass, turning away from me slightly as he does.
“We met on my first day. I’ve known since I turned 18.” I squeeze his hand and stroke his knuckles.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” Jasper casts a quick glance at me.
“Because I was scared of what you would do when you found out. But I
