Emma POV
I was sitting in my office, stressing about the late shipment, when a knock on the door made me put the papers down.
“Come in.” I said, running my fingers through my hair.
The door opened, and Jake walked inside.
“Hey, Jake.” I said, giving him a small smile. “What can I do for you?”
“I’m not here on official business, beautiful.” he said as he sat down on the couch with a huff.
“Is something wrong?” I asked as I stood up and approached him.
He looked up at me and furrowed his eyebrows.
“Why haven’t I found my mate yet, beautiful?” he mumbled as he took my hand in his.
I sat down next to him and took a deep breath.
This was a question that had bugged him for a while now. He was scared that she died. He was sure that he would never find her. On the other hand, he didn’t want to take a chosen mate. He didn’t want to look at other girls.