*Jameson POV*
I know she's my mate. I felt it the first time I laid eyes on her, and when I caught a whiff of her scent, I knew for sure. Her sweet smell of apples and honeysuckle sent my wolf, Jude, into instant comfort. Just being near Grace made it feel like my life held a purpose.
I have been tossed around from family member to family member my whole life. I was a baby when my biological father went crazy and attacked Grace's grandmother and pack. I don't know how to tell them about who I really am without facing the possibility of rejection.
I never knew my real dad. I have only heard stories from my birth mother. She didn't raise me, but she was a part of my life until she died. Her sister raised me, and it was always her wish for me to join the Elite Squad. It was her who sugge
