Charlotte’s POV
“Go away, Jason.”
“Why should I?” He took another step toward me, crowding me against the fountain. “I love you, Charlotte. Way more than he ever will.”
“You cheated on me with Jessica,” I bit back.
“That was a mistake. You remember how it was before that. How much we used to love each other. How good we were together.”
“Yes, we were, and you ruined it with your selfishness, and now we’re never going back to that.”
“Charlotte.” He said my name the way he used to, drawn out and soft, like a lover should. As he said it, I felt a pull in my chest like a thread being tugged through my ribs. The mate bond flared to life, but instead of pain, it was pleasure that he sent rippling toward me this time.
I clenched my teeth, refusing to show a reaction on
