Claimed By The Alpha Biker
The frown hadn’t entirely left his face, though, it lingered in the crease of his brow, in the tight set of his jaw.
And yet, he held her.
I hated the way my chest squeezed at the sight. The way jealousy, ugly, stupid jealousy, twisted inside me. I didn’t have the right. Not when Jaxon had never promised me anything. But logic didn’t matter. My body was betraying me anyway.
Around us, wolves whispered.
“She looks even better than last time.”
“Damn, she hasn’t aged a day.”
“She’s back for good this time, isn’t she?”
I bit the inside of my cheek, forcing my expression blank even as my stomach churned.