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Jasmine’s P.O.V.

Considering his act as a gesture of rejection, I decided to move on in my life with my little Anna, as she was the only reason for me to live. I didn’t tell my aunt and uncle about my second rejection, they would fret for nothing.

After some days, I got a weird feeling of being stalked. I tried to find out my stalker, but in vain. Today, there were many customers at the shop, so closing time was pretty late at night. I was closing our shop at midnight, and a strong scent of sandalwood hit my nostrils. The scent’s powerful aura forced my wolf out...