ked with a sharp, agonizi
charcoal suit fit like armor. The silvery scar on my collarbone was entirely hidden be
longer the frightened whimper of three years ago. It was low, stead
tally, tightening my grip on the edg
hoed at the hea
e. It was smooth, freezing cold, and
rst, looking slightly pale, stepping asid
el, a nervous-looking older wolf whose eyes darted around the room. But I
Jaxon
had shattered my heart in a crowded ballroom was gone. In his place stood a ruthless, apex predator. A tailored black suit hung off his broad shoulders,
he windows. He had done this every single day for three year
ward Jaxon. "Allow me to introduce our lead partner and majorit
window, tracking slowly toward the hea
eak. He didn
ust been struck by lightning. The broad shoulders froze. The heavy, oppressive aura of do
ing every line of my face, searching
Ele
ng disbelief. The room went dead silent. Sarah looked back and forth betwee
tilted my head, letting a cold, humorl
e cutting through the silence like a scalpel. "Shall
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