The air in the chamber shifted the moment we walked in.
I felt it in the way whispers quieted. In how every eye turned. In the smug tilt of Cyrus’s mouth.
There he was, seated beside Farrow like he belonged there. Like this was all going exactly to plan.
I paused just inside the room, heart thudding hard enough to make my chest ache. Jaxon’s hand hovered near mine, not touching, but close enough that I could feel the heat of his presence. Grounding. Steady.
We exchanged a look.
And then I turned back toward the panel, lifting my chin.
Farrow rose. “We’ve received new documentation relevant to the case. The Council has agreed to reopen questioning for clarification purposes.”
“From Cyrus?” I asked, my voice tight.
“Yes,” Farrow said smoothly, as if this wasn’t clearly a power play. “He’s submitted a revised testimony and supplementary evidence.”
I could already feel the trap closing.
The Council members murmured to
Steam clung to the glass walls of the bathroom, curling in soft waves as the shower hissed around me. The heat seeped into my skin, easing the ache in my shoulders. For a few minutes, I let myself breathe in silence. Just water, just warmth, just me.But it didn’t last.The moment I heard the door open behind me, my pulse leapt. Jaxon. His presence filled the space before he even touched me. He had a way of claiming air, of making it impossible to ignore him.“Elara,” his voice rumbled low, rough like he’d been holding it back.I didn’t turn around, but my body reacted instantly—goosebumps rose across my arms despite the heat.“Do you have to sneak in here?” I muttered, trying for casual.He chuckled, deep and warm, but when his hands slid around my waist, pressing my back to his chest, casual dissolved instantly.“You know I can’t stay away,” he whispered against my neck.I leaned into him before I could think better of it. The scent of him, the solid weight of his chest against me—i
I thought I had finally gotten used to Cyrus’s voice lingering like smoke in the back of my head. Even when he wasn’t speaking, even when my phone wasn’t buzzing with his late-night messages, I could feel him there. My mate bond had dulled but it hadn’t disappeared, and that was my curse.But nothing could have prepared me for the venom in his words tonight.“Come back to me or you will never see your Jaxon again.”I froze where I stood in the hallway. The phone was still warm in my hand, my knuckles white around it. For a long moment, all I could hear was the rushing in my ears and my own heartbeat, so fast it made me dizzy.Cyrus didn’t even sound like the boy I used to know. He didn’t sound like the Alpha heir who had once looked at me with something close to tenderness. No—his voice was sharp, almost gleeful in its cruelty, as though the thought of ripping me away from Jaxon amused him.“You’re bluffing,” I whispered, though my voice shook.His chuckle on the other end was low, de
Jaxon’s hand was still wrapped around my phone, his grip firm as though the buzzing device might slip away and betray us further if he let go. His eyes—sharp, stormy, and unbearably intense—burned into mine.“How does he know, Elara?” His voice was low, but the restraint in it was terrifying. “Tell me how Cyrus knows you’re pregnant.”The word pregnant hung in the air like an unspoken accusation, even though I knew Jaxon wasn’t angry about the baby. No, it was the fact that Cyrus had thrown it at him like a weapon, cutting straight through the fragile happiness we had started to build.My throat felt tight. “Jaxon, I…” I couldn’t finish. Every excuse sounded weak, every silence suspicious.He set the phone down on the table with a deliberate motion, like it might explode. The veins in his hand stood out, his jaw clenched so tightly it hurt
Jaxon noticed instantly, his eyes narrowing.“Why is he calling you this late?”I froze, staring at the phone as it buzzed across the table, the glow of Cyrus’s name on the screen almost blinding me. My pulse hammered so loud it drowned out the sound of everything else.I had no answer—at least, not one that wouldn’t shatter the fragile thread holding us together.And as the phone kept buzzing, Jaxon’s jaw tightened.“Elara,” he said, his voice low, almost dangerous. “Answer it. Put it on speaker.”I swallowed hard, my throat suddenly bone-dry. His tone left no room for excuses. No softness. Just raw demand, an Alpha testing the limits of my silence.“I…” My hand hovered over the phone. Every nerve screamed at me not to answer, but Jaxon’s eyes pinned me down. Those dark, stormy eyes that once made me feel safe now felt l
Jaxon turned back to me, his jaw tense, eyes dark with a storm I couldn’t quite read. He didn’t look angry—not exactly. It was something else.“Elara.” His voice was low, careful, as if testing the weight of my confession. “You should have told me sooner.”I pressed my lips together, staring down at the glowing city lights below us. “I wasn’t sure. I’m still not sure. I didn’t want to say anything until I knew for certain.”He ran a hand through his hair, pacing the narrow balcony once before stopping in front of me again. “But you’ve been feeling like this for a while, haven’t you?”I swallowed, guilt pricking at me. “A few weeks.”“A few weeks?” His tone rose, a mixture of disbelief and something sharper. “And you didn’t think I had the right to know?”The words stung, but I forced myself to hold his gaz
The city glittered beneath us, a restless sea of lights that refused to sleep. The night air was cool, the kind that licked against bare skin and raised goosebumps, but Jaxon’s warmth pressed into me from behind, anchoring me against the balcony railing.“Are you cold?” he murmured into my hair, his breath sliding down my neck.I shook my head, though I shivered anyway. Not from the chill—but from him. The way his hands curved possessively around my waist, the way his chest rose and fell against my back like he couldn’t get close enough.“I shouldn’t want this right now,” I whispered, my voice catching, “not when everything else is falling apart.”“You think too much,” Jaxon countered, his lips brushing over the shell of my ear. “Sometimes you just… feel.”My breath hitched when his mouth found the tender spot at my