Jasmine’s POV
I was on a high that nobody can get me out of because what do you mean I'm going to Paris in three days.
I was still sitting on the edge of our bed in our house, staring down at the plane tickets in my hands.
I literally stopped breathing for a whole minute.
Paris.
France.
The city of lights, the beautiful fashion, and romantic cafes.
Garrett had booked us a full onr-week trip away from the pack. Just him and me, with Orson coming along too so we could finally be a real family without any pack drama, council meetings, or rogue wars hanging over our heads.
My heart was practically bursting out of my chest with happiness.
But I also couldn't really go without sorting out my internal problems in the pack, because running away is easy, but at the end of the day, I'll a
