Chapter 3

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~Jackson~
I had finally found her, my mate... she had this beautiful black hair and these green eyes that just captivated you, and that smile, oh she was perfect. I looked at the clock and realized that if I wanted to get there on time I had to leave now, so I grabbed my keys, jumped in the Chevy and sped off, seeing my mother turn and smile at me because she just knew, I wouldn't be in such a hurry if it wasn't my mate I was hurrying to. I sang along the radio to pass time. Pulling up to her house, I stepped out of the truck and walked up to her door trying to keep my breathing even. I could hear the doorbell ring inside and heavy footsteps and the door was suddenly pulled open to reveal... Pierce Jacobs? But he's a pack member! That means that Lacey is a werewolf as well!
"Alpha," he bowed his head to me and I nodded to him.
"I didn't know she was talking about you when she told me she wanted to go 'hang out' with Jackson."
"She's my mate, mister Jacobs... Does she know what she is?"
"No, she's a late shifter. I guess it makes sense now. She won't shift for another 3 weeks." I just nodded at him, that is when Lacey came down the stairs, grinning. She looked beautiful, as usual. We left after she hugged her father and he told us to be careful.
When we were driving away, I took the opportunity to look at what she was wearing. She had gone for a more rebellious,almost country (which is weird because she always dresses like she's going to church) look, with her black ripped Levi jeans and a leather jacket, MY leather jacket, over a purple plaid button down flannel. In the Georgia heat of night she looked like my very own personal peach. She turned her head and caught me looking at her.
"What?" She asked in a puzzled voice.
"Nothing. You just seemed to have dressed up for me," I drawled with a smirk. She rolled her eyes at me and looked out the window. "Oh c'mon, you should at least try to loosen up a little, just for tonight."
She grinned, "you want to see loosened up? I'll show you why I don't loosen up. How about we go to Hascal?"
Hascal was a 'make out' place or whatever, and it was on private property. If you went to Hascal you were basically garuanteed to get arrested before you can get farther than making out. People went there on first dates and to get all hot and heavy for a 'special night.' The look she was giving me was so challenging. Let's see her put her money where her mouth is. I turned onto the road up to Hascal.

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Hey guys sorry it's been a while. I had some random inspiration tonight! Enjoy Jackson's POV.

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