Ana's POV
And that's how we met, with me stalking his very attractive ass all the way to Mexico and giggling like a love sick teenager when he smiled at me. I won't ever live that down, I'll forever be remembered as the girl who stalked her mate and then embarrassed herself. Lovely.
It would be one thing if I could just do some sort of time skip here and say something like 'we've been together for 10 years now, 10 amazing years' but sadly I can't say that. It's been about 10 seconds since I embarrassed myself and I've been standing here staring at him with my jaw almost touching the floor. I feel so bad for him having to look at me, I'm sure he was expecting someone a bit more more. Oh well, life is a bitch and here we are, he's stuck with me forever.
"I-uh-I've got to get back" Jasper tells me with a hesitant voice, it's as if he doesn't want to leave me but has to.
"Get back?" I chuckle. "Where are you going?" I try to hide the sadness but I'm pretty sure he picked up on it anyways.
"Doesn't matter, it was nice meeting you ma'am but I really need to go back now" He rushes out, suddenly panicking.
"But you just got here" I throw him a charming smile, hoping to convince him to stay with me.
"Yes, and now I need to go" He respond through his teeth. "We will meet again, I'm sure of it" Jasper tries to reassure me with his words but I don't buy it. Is he so brainwashed that he can't recognise what we are?
I say nothing and step to the side, letting my mate walk out the door and away from me. Is this some kind of cruel punishment, are the gods punishing me? This has to be some kind of mistake, he shouldn't walk away from me, he should be walking to me. I know he feels it, I could see it in his eyes, so why is he trying to deny it? What did Maria do to him?
Shaking my head I let out one last breath before leaving the café. If he thought it would be that easy to get rid of me then surprise biatch, I'm here to stay. I searched almost non-stop for him for 60 years and I get like 30 seconds of burning embarrassment.
When I come outside I'm bombarded by the dry air that was the standard around here. My head swings from side to side as I try to see where he went but it's to no avail. He's gone and he left nothing to be traced. Curse him and his vampire speed. I am fast compared to humans but it's nowhere close to how fast a vampire is. The only change I have of finding him is if I can find some kind of tracks from him or just aimlessly wander around until I stumble upon him.
If this was some other cliché romantic story that you can read online I would say something like 'I'll just follow the mate bond' but this isn't one of those books, and the mate bond isn't some tool to be used to stalk your mate. Sorry stalkers, guess you'll have to go back to your normal ways of stalking. So, I guess I'll have to wander aimlessly until I stumble upon him again. Could be in five minutes but it can also be in 500 years, who knows. It's just like one of those naps, are you going to wake up in five minutes or after 5 days?
"North, South, East or West?" I whisper out loud. A slight breeze flies past my cheek in the direction of east. "East it is" I declare and start stomping my way down that thin street.
After I don't know how long of walking in a straight line through the not so good parts of this city I came to the end of it. And then I kept walking. And walking. And walking. It's been 84 years and I'm still walking. I ain't walking no 500 miles for him, nuh huh.
"What's that smell?" I ask myself with a frown on my face. Where have I smelt that smelly smell before? In some smelly places that specialises in the smelliest smelly smell smells? It's a putrid smell, something so rancid and rotten that I'm worried it'll infect me!
I rush to the smelly smell without any sort of self preservation (cuz I'm a white girl and we do stupid things like that) and what I see honestly shocks me. Or not, probably not. Luck is on my side todayyy. The smelly smell is pouring off of one Jasper Whitlock, and that certain Jasper is sitting crouched over a dead body. Hence the smell, I wonder how his nose hasn't fallen off yet. That can be because technically he doesn't need to breathe so he probably hasn't. On the other hand the man is sobbing, dry sobbing if you must know because vampires can't cry, so he might be smelling the smelly smell anyways. Wait, he's crying! Why am I just standing here?!
"Jasper!" I call out to the crying man with a sad frown on my face, I hate seeing him like this.
He looks up at me startled and then corrects his posture, dries his tears and pushes the body away from him. "Hello again, ma'am"
AN: Haiii guys, another chapter (a short one, sorry) of Ana's major is up! I feel like the writing in this book is much more laid back and not as heavy with details as my others but I hope you'll enjoy it anyways. Hope you like it and that you'll leave a comment to let me know:)