Fiona - POV
"Fiona, I won’t share you with anyone," Jasper said, his voice low, a growl of confident possessiveness rumbling in my ear as he leaned closer. "I get jealous when my partner is shared with others."
My breath hitched as his words lingered between us. Then, with a smirk that only added to my irritation, he stepped back. “Don’t worry, my mate,” he said as he headed for the door. “You will be mine in the end.”
A mix of emotions swirled inside me. I wanted to strangle him for being so arrogant, but at the same time, I wanted to hug him for the warmth his words brought. It was maddening.
The sleepless night left my eyes heavy and groggy. After breakfast, the butler escorted me to the study, a room that felt worlds apart from the home I’d grown up in with my parents. They’d alway
