Jasmine’s POV
I watched as two strikingly handsome young werewolves were holding my children as if they were the most precious things in the world. The scent of the ocean and cedarwood mixed with winter pine and vanilla filled my nose. ‘Mates.’ My dragon, Dalinda, and wolf, Kira, purred in my mind. ‘What?!’ I panicked a bit in my head but made sure to keep a cool exterior. I am an alpha, I do not show weakness of any kind. ‘That can not be. Beast humans never get a second chance mate.’ I told them. They growled at me. ‘We know what we smell.’ Dalinda snapped. ‘Yes, Jasmine. Maybe there has never been one before because most beast humans either go insane or die from the heartbreak of losing their mate.’ Kira tried to reason.
I was still not sold on if I should trust them or not. My last m
