Chapter POV: Jasmine Denel
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"Karo might have been the one my possum loved before, she might have even made him happy. But that was in the past. If she had married him, there wouldn't have been a chance for me. Now that she fucked off, I will make my possum so happy that he will never remember her."
I froze at the words of my fellow siren. The harlot on the ground now inspired as much hate in me as the traitors who had betrayed me in the past.
Yet Robyn was right. If Husband had been happily in love with this bitch, would he have become a Reaper at all? Would he have saved me that night?
When the thought of not meeting John Smith at all entered my mind, I began to tremble with fear. What would my life have been like? Would I even be alive?
Betrayed, abandoned and hunted. If I didn't meet him during the enlistment, I would live a dreary life for all eternity. Even if I had somehow managed to survive, how far would I have gotten?
