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k of the Tate Legacy, Jaxon's private yacht. He had insisted on this meeting. A "final negotiation,"

the emergency beacon on my family crest necklace. It was a protocol Jamil and I e

churning water. He held a glass of scotch, his knuc

ere coat that looked ridiculous on a boat. She held onto Jax

vate meeting," I said, my

ut turning around. "She has a right to b

parasite

o of Jaxon and walked toward me. The boat rocked, and s

that only my wolf hearing could catch it over the roar of the eng

hat are you t

orning? The incense in his office? Witch hazel, wolfsbane extract, and a little drop of my o

ic to enslave a wolf's will was a

forward. "She's drugging yo

stion and irritation. "Stop it, Elfrie

, Janice!

anished, replaced by a look of sheer terror.

the knife down!" she screa

I don't ha

! My baby!" Ja

herself

She vaulted over the railing, her body hi

!" Jaxo

nd, his eyes locking on me. There was no logic in his gaze, onl

ster," h

her!" I pleade

swim!" Ja

eras. He didn't ask me what happened. He vaulted ove

waves. The wake from the turn hit the hull har

wet teak deck. My head slammed into

blood gushed down my forehead, bli

. The cold paralyzed my lungs instantly. I thrashed,

, gasping for air,

screamed

ay. In the water, twenty

ng to him, her head on his shoulder. She was

voice. He saw me. He saw the blood streaming down my face, turni

yes l

win. I thought the instinct to save h

gargled, si

d his ba

dder on the yacht's swim platform, carryi

me to th

My wolf let out one final, desolate whimper-a sound o

k water closed over my head, I

s, I will burn h

rything w