Days later, Jay smiled at his mate while she slept in his arms. This beautiful woman is my mate. He thought happily. It was early morning, just six thirty, and the little light provide shone in streaked through the curtains and onto Catriona's peaceful face. A buzz erupted in the room, startling Jay, before he grabbed his phone, answering it as he slipped out of bed.
"Hello?" He whispered.
"Jason, you're awake." The voice was surprised. Jay frowned, "Yes, father, and you know that I prefer Jay."
"Your mother and I are outside. Open the door. It's cold." His father hung up before he could answer. He grabbed a shirt from the floor and pulled it on as he walked down the stairs and to the door.
"What are you doing here?" Jay asked as he let them in.
"Your mother told me that you haven't f
