He is the werewolf prince. She is the witches' and demons' princess. Aya suppresses her affection for her childhood best friend while secretly falling for him. She questions whether they will ever get together.
"Jace, you're a werewolf! Until your mate arrives, I will step in as a temporary replacement. The hard reality struck me, causing my chest to heave up and down. For werewolves, mates are sacred. All beings cannot compare to the love that partners have for one another.
The love Jace will feel for his mate dwarfs the love he currently has for me.
"Aya-"
'Non, Jace. You care about me, but you will love your partner more.
You'll carry on as usual, but I'll be the one to suffer a broken heart. You'll discover her one day and discard me like I was nothing. My lips trembled as I choked out the words.
"Aya, I know what I want. I desire you, whether or not I have a partner.