All Chapters of My Grief Counselor’s a Liar: Chapter 11 - Chapter 13

Elijah left Jaxon's loft with the taste of certainty lodged in his throat.The hallway outside the apartment smelled like old wood and detergent. Somewhere below, a neighbor's television played too loudly. The building felt ordinary in a way that made everything inside Elijah feel sharper.Elijah stepped out into the street and let the cold air hit his face. The wolf did not pace, and that was the first thing he noticed. For weeks, it had been restless, an animal trapped behind ribs and discipline, scraping at the inside of him whenever his thoughts wandered too close to Elena. Tonight it stayed quiet, watchful, as if it had finally found a reason to stop circling.Elijah knew why. Jaxon's presence settled the beast in a way nothing else had managed since the bond had severed. That should have disturbed him more than it did.He drove home with both hands steady on the wheel. The city moved around him—bright windows and wet pavement, people crossing intersections, restaurants filled wi