<h4>Chapter 252: Mate’s Daughter</h4>


    <strong>Mallory:</strong>


    The moment the car rolled past the towering, wrought-iron gates of the Thorne Estate, I had to bite my tongue to stop the gasp trying to escape my mouth.


    I had been here once before with Eva, but apparently, the awe factor didn’t fade with familiarity. The ce looked like something pulled straight out of a fairytale... if that fairytale had been dipped in snow, wrapped in pure aesthetic vibrs, and sprinkled with just the right amount of Christmas magic.


    Through the frost-speckled window, I took in the mansion as it came into view, standing proudly beyond the sweeping front gardens. Twinkling lights were lining the edges of the massive windows, wreaths were hanging like emerald crowns, and a towering pine - decorated to perfection - was standing in the center of thewn. The whole scene looked like it belonged on the cover of a holiday magazine.


    Leaning closer to Eva, I murmured, "How does it even feel living in a ce like this? I would get lost just trying to find the kitchen."


    She gave me a sideways smile, that knowing little look she always had when she thought I was overreacting. "You get used to it. Mostly. Just... don’t wander off without telling someone. This ce has more hallways thanmon sense."


    I chuckled softly, shaking my head. Easy for her to say - she actually belonged here now.


    Instead of turning toward the mansion, the car took a side road lined with bare-limbed trees wrapped in fairy lights. The glow followed us like a trail, guiding us to a smaller but equally picturesque home. The vehicle slowed before a charming vi with warm light spilling from its windows, snow nketing its roof, and smoke curlingzily from the chimney.


    We had barelye to a full stop before my door swung open from the outside, and there he was.


    Jasper.


    My mate.


    His weing brown eyes crinkled slightly at the corners as his lips curved into that smile - the one that made my knees threaten to give out. "Evening, birthday girl," he greeted, offering me his hand like some old-fashioned gentleman.


    I took it without hesitation, warmth blooming in my chest as I stepped out of the car. The moment my palm touched his, my pulse jumped. The cold air nipped at my cheeks, but he didn’t let go until I was standing close enough to catch the faint scent of pine and something unmistakably him.


    Over his shoulder, I spotted Eva already out of the car, smirking at me in a way that made my face heat. She breezed past us and greeted Jasper. "Sorry for dropping in unannounced," she said, offering Jasper a polite smile.


    He brushed it off immediately. "You are always wee. The more, the merrier. Lily’s been missing you anyway, she’ll be thrilled to see you."


    I smiled softly at the mention of the little girl. I had heard about her so much from both Jasper and Eva, and despite anxiety, a part of me was really thrilled at the idea of our first meeting.


    Jasper still hadn’t released my hand as he led us toward the entrance. I tried subtly pulling away, thinking it might be better to keep some distance in front of Lily, but his grip only tightened, bringing me closer until our arms brushed.


    I opened my mouth to tell him that maybe we should keep it low-key, but before I could say anything, a high, cheerful voice rang out from inside.


    "Eva!"


    The front door had been left slightly ajar, and a small blur of movement came hurtling toward us. A little girlunched herself into Eva’s legs with the kind of fearless affection only a child could manage. She had Jasper’s eyes and the same golden-brown hair, though hers was curly and tied with a red ribbon.


    "Lily," Evaughed, bending down to hug her back. "You have gotten cuter!"


    I hung back a little, unsure if I should interrupt. Meeting a mate’s family, even just one member, was intimidating enough, but meeting his daughter? That was a whole different kind of pressure.


    Eva must have sensed my hesitation because she gently took Lily’s hand and guided her toward me. "Lily, this is Mallory. She’s a very good friend of mine... and Jasper’s mate."


    Lily blinked up at me, studying me like she was deciding if I passed some invisible test. "You are pretty," she finally dered.


    Thepliment caught me off guard, and I smiled, crouching down to her level. "Thank you. You are really pretty too. I love your ribbon."


    That earned me a shy little grin, and in the next moment, she was showing me her sparkly shoes and telling me about the gingerbread house she had been working on all afternoon.


    The awkwardness melted away like frost in sunlight, and before long, we were sitting at the kitchen table with Eva, helping Lily add gumdrops to her sugary masterpiece.


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    Dinner was warm, cozy, and full ofughter. Jasper kept slipping little nces my way, his expression soft but tinged with something deeper. Whenever our eyes met, his lips would quirk just slightly, like he was thinking something he wasn’t going to say out loud in front of his daughter.


    At one point, he passed me the breadbasket, letting his fingers brush mine for just a second too long. Later, when he refilled my ss, he leaned in enough that his breath grazed my ear as he murmured, "Hope you are hungry... because dessert isn’t just cake tonight."


    The heat that rushed to my cheeks had nothing to do with the food.


    By the time dinner was over, Lily had gone back to her gingerbread house, and Eva was helping her find more candy decorations. Jasper stood close beside me, his hand brushing the small of my back.


    It was dangerous... how good it felt.


    When Eva finally straightened and turned toward us, her brows rose slightly. One look at Jasper’s arm curling around my waist and my flushed face, and her lips curved into a sly smile.


    "I can take Lily to the mansion for the night," she offered casually. "Give you two... privacy."


    I immediately waved my hands. "Oh, no, that’s not necessary-"


    "Yes," Jasper cut in without a second of hesitation, his voice low and sure. "Thanks, Miss Evaline."


    I whipped my head toward him, eyes wide, but he only looked back at me with that slow, wicked grin that told me exactly what he had nned.


    And suddenly, I was very aware of how fast my heart was beating.