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