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Jax’s First Impression (Jax’s POV)

Lucas sat on the floor outside a cell, back to the wall, legs stretched out. The big, scary Alpha of Frostveil, sitting in the dirt like a tired college kid.

Inside the cell, she knelt close to the bars. Messy auburn hair, green eyes too bright in the torchlight. Chains on her ankle, dirt on her skin.

I stopped, took in the scene, then sighed.

“Great,” I said. “I leave you alone for sometime and you start dating inmates.”

Lucas’s head snapped up. Some of the t
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