The closer that she came to him, her scent was carried to him on the gentle breeze. His wolf was screaming one word in his head. Mate! Jackson was taken aback, tongue-tied as she spoke. This woman was their mate. He couldn't wait to tell Jake. "Hello, beautiful. You can call me Jackson, Sheriff seems too formal."
She rolled her eyes. About ready to set him straight when she got a whiff of his scent. Oh, hell, no! Not now. Her timing sucked. Finally, finding her dream, she finds her mate as well. A forbidden mate at that. Fuckity, fuck, fuck, dragons didn't mate wolves. You did not mix the species. What was fate thinking when she decided this pairing? Blowing out a breath, she had gone from an arranged mating to finding her mate. Neither of the scenarios was going to work. She was screwed. "Nice to meet you, Jackson. I'm Nella, The new owner."
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