Jasmine’s POV:
Do I feel fulfilled? Hell yes!
More than ever.
Everything I’ve been working toward is finally falling into place, and the rush of it has me grinning like an i***t. With a smile tugging at my lips, I stride straight to the packhouse bar where I know Zoe is waiting.
The door swings open, and the second I step inside, she abandons her phone and looks up.
“Luna Jasmine!”
Pride swells in me at the sound of it. I glide over, sink into the chair across from her, and toss my hair back with a little flourish.
“What’s up, Zoe?”
“Oh, I should be asking you that, Jasmine.” She leans in, eyeing me curiously. “What’s with the smile? You don’t usually beam this hard.”
I let out a loud laugh, because she’s right. Smiles aren’t really my thing. But after what just happened, after fi
