CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THREE– His second choice

　　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.