Jasmine’s P.O.V.
In the middle of night, our bedroom was knocked non stop, hinting the emergency of intruder. I got up half heartedly, but stopped by Alex.
“Don’t bother, I’ll attend the visitor.”
I slipped in the sheets again, thanking him in my heart. With my eyes still closed, I heard Alex refusing some one in.
“Who can be here this time?” My natural curiosity kicked in, I removed the cover, identifying the scents other than Alex’s.
“Sarah?”
Her scent was hardly recognizable like she became another person overnight.
“She’s marked.” Ginnie announced in her daze and I shot up.
“How? Wasn’t she saying that she needed more time?”
I was confused but rooted to my spot, Sarah hollered to me.
“Jasmine, let me in.”
Alex was about to shut the door on her face when I stepped down and approached them.
Seeing me coming to her, Sarah stepped forward, peeking through the space between Alex and door.
“Jasmine something stupid happened, we need to talk, please.”