Jace
Her words hurt. A lot. I can't even describe how much.
It was like a stab to my heart. I couldn't think straight.
This girls looks like her, moves like her, talks like her. To anyone else, she would be Riley. But this was not MY Riley. Even if she forgot me, a werewolf always knows his or her mate. Always. She doesn’t smell like warm vanilla ice cream. This girl sure as hell doesn’t feel the mate pull. I know without a doubt that this is not MY Riley. Whoever is pretending to be her must not know that Riley is mine. Once I find my Riley, I will make sure she never forgets who she belongs to. I know I shouldn’t let it affect me but this girl’s words are really getting under my skin. She just looks so much like her! I never thought I would hear words like that from thos
