MasukRaven’s POVHis blood flooded my mouth. It was warm and metallic. I felt it when the bond snapped into place. Heat exploded in me. His heartbeat slam against mine. Our scents twisted together until I couldn’t tell where I ended and he began.We were one.This was what I dreamed about before my dream became the mother of all nightmares.I kept my teeth in Jax's flesh for a while, then I pulled back slowly. My lips came away red with his blood. I licked them and smiled.Jax stared up at me. His eyes were wide from the pleasure and shock."Wow, I didn't see that coming."I sat up straighter. “This doesn’t mean I forgive you."Jax's brows arched. "What do you mean?"“I marked you because I choose to fight beside you now. That’s all. Remember the way you rejected me and walked away like I was nothing? Those scars don’t disappear because we finally fucked and I sank my teeth into you. They’re still here.” I pressed one hand over my own heart. “Right here."He swallowed hard. “I know. I'm no
Jax’s POVI didn’t answer with words. I let my hands and lips do the talking. As she lay on the bed, I kissed her nipple and rolled my tongue over her areola.She moaned harder. Her hands grabbed my back and pulled me closer. My chest rubbed against her full breasts. My cock pulsed, straining against her groin.I kept my focus on her breasts. I sucked hard until her nails raked down my back. The sting felt good. Yeah, I wanted to keep setting her soul on fire.Years of holding back exploded between us. Every night I had spent alone thinking about her. Every time I chose the pack over us. Every second she ran from me today. It all poured out in the way I touched her.I was desperate. Almost angry. I needed her to feel the way I felt.This should have been a common occurrence between us. She should have been mine all these years. But I messed up. Then she made things complicated, too. Now, I would make sure she never forgot this experience.I slid one hand between her legs. She was alre
Raven’s POVThe bike roared under us. I clung tight to Jax’s waist. My arms locked around him like they belonged there.The silent night in the clearing replayed in my head. I had run from him once. Never again.I vowed it silently. I was done pushing him away. Done choosing guilt over us. We would continue to face our enemies together. Just as we had just done.As we rode toward the cabin, loud roars sounded from far away."Ugh. How much fighting do we have to do?" Jax said.I shook my head and sighed.The roars got louder as we approached the cabin. The wound appeared to come from below is."Can we look?" Jax asked me.."Sure. I'm curious, too."We stopped next to a high ridge. The valley opened wide below. Then we saw it.Hundreds of bikes filled the valley floor. Engines snarled like one massive beast. Five hundred Crimson Fangs rode in tight formation.Ronan led them at the front. My cousin. His face twisted with hate. He raised a fist high.“Death to the witch!” he screamed. The
Jax’s POVI stormed deeper into the woods. My boots crunched hard on the snow. Every step felt wrong as I walked away.Guilt burned in my chest. I had walked away from her. Anger swept through my veins. Yes, I had every right to leave her alone after everything. I risked my life to save her, and she just asked for space. She wanted to be alone.Fear gripped for her safety, the longer I walked away.I stopped after thirty yards. The cold wind swayed the branches on the trees nearby. My fists clenched tight at my sides.Distant howls cut through the quiet morning. They grew louder. I snapped out of my anger. As pissed as I was, I still had to consider Raven's welfare.I burst into the clearing. The three dead bikers still lay in the pool of their blood. I did that. Without any help from. Raven. Abandoned motorcycles surrounded the bodies.Raven knelt exactly where I left her. Her forehead pressed to the ground. She sobbed uncontrollably in the red-stained snow.I dropped to one knee. "R
Raven’s POVThe net tightened like a noose. Pain shot through my arms and legs as enchanted fibers dug into my skin.I saw them. I should have done better.I thrashed hard under the net. Cold seeped into my skin as the bike dragged me faster."Moon goddess, why is this happening to me?" I cried. My magic wasn't working. The black threads from at my fingertips constantly vanished as soon as they touched the net. The net drank my power like wine.Or maybe it was me. I had weakened myself to put up that illusion in the bathroom. I was yet to recover from the Lycan fight last night. For the first time in a long time, I felt helpless. My magic couldn't save me.Panic clawed up my throat. I couldn’t breathe right. Snow flew into my mouth. My body bounced over hidden rocks.I twisted again. My attempts to break the knots failed. The fibers only cinched tighter.The net stopped moving. I tried to look up, but I was face down and couldn't turn.I heard growls. Grunts of pain and fury. Suspense
Jax’s POVI scraped the last plate clean and stacked it with the others. The cabin felt warmer now. Last night had been brutally cold.My mind darted back to the kiss with Raven as I stood at the sink. I had leaned in to take her lips and she didn't resist. She kissed back with passion. That small moment made me smile over and over.Her feelings for me wasn't dead. That was absolutely clear now. But could I really guage her feelings for me based on that?She also kissed Fabiola...I wiped my hands on a napkin and moved back to the cabin living room.Raven was still in the bathroom. I sat on the wooden couch. She would return soon.Maybe we could talk about what we meant to each other. I had already let her know I would give up my position for her. But she didn't seem interested in my sacrifice.I waited for her to get back from the bathroom. Seconds rolled into minutes. I didn't see her.I got up and checked the bathroom door. Steam slipped out from under the door. Water continued to
Jax's POV My steps softened. I walked towards Raven, my heart longing for her presence. With no invitation, I sat down at the edge of the bed side, my breath sinking inside. “ Raven…” My voice lowered. Cracks of the pages of the book Raven was reading filled my ears. “What are you doing here?”
Jax's POV We made our journey to the Rogue pack following the wood parts with Tyler and Ash in the Frontline, guiding us through the narrow wood paths. We walked—almost silently. The past few days have been pretty tough for me. I've been trying to figure things out especially between myself
Raven's POVWith the realization of Jax’s coldness towards me in mind, I quietly followed him as he led us to the Moon pack's Alpha. We reached the pack house—a house built with bricks, his towels reaching the sky. The entire pack house vicinity was a sight to behold.Guards and maids busied thems
Raven's POV Broken, I sank on the floor for a moment, utterly forgetting who I was…Forgeting Raven died and was buried three years ago on the night she was rejected by this same Alpha of Iron Howlers. How on earth did Raven come back to life? Who dug her out from the grave? Who?Jax's soft laug







