Jessie's POV
I hear Makayla's body drop to the ground but I don't pay it any mind as I look up at the ceiling trying to calm my body down for the anxiety attack that it was thrusting itself on to me at the idea of having to let go of James.
When that crazy bitch pulled out a dagger and held it to my throat a lot of things went through my mind but the number one thing that kept replaying over and over in my head is how I never even got to say goodbye. I feel the shift in the air as James changes from his wolf form back to human and I hear him come over to my body before his face interrupts my view of the ceiling.
"Jessie. Jessie, please tell me you're okay." He begs me his hand coming down to touch my cheek lightly and nod my head slowly trying to swallow the nausea that's tried to fight its way up my throat. "Oh thank Goddess." He says and I watch as his body sags in relief.
