25. Staring

Jax is standing there in the doorway in all his beauty. Even if he wasn’t my mate, there’s no doubt I’d feel attracted to him. Just as most of the powerful Alphas, he’s tall. I’d even say Jax is extremely tall. Even his wolf is a giant, bigger than any I have ever seen before. The broad shoulders, every single muscle well defined, he’s not hiding it in the slightest underneath his plain white t-shirt. His jaw is sharp. There are those mesmerizing green eyes. His face has got this slight edge to it. His slightly wavy chocolate brown hair is a slight mess, as if the wind had just brushed through it. Making him look wild, untamed, ruthless, simply a hot mess. And those full lips look as if they are the sweetest temptation.

He gulps slightly, and I realize that I’ve just been blatantly staring at him and got caught. My cheeks blush in an instant, and I feel them burning, but differently to what it was in the woods. The intensity of his stare just adds up to the fire.

“I think I should get