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He looked different, tired, his usual playful smirk replaced by something tight and shadowed. "I told you not to call me that," I rasped, my breath coming in jagged, burning gulps. I delivered one final, punishing kick to the bag, sending it spinning on its chain. "Yeah, well, you're acting like a royal pain, so the title fits," Jax said, stepping into the light. He held up the device, a sleek, silver headband woven with fiber-optic sensors. "Stop trying to punch your way through the trauma for five seconds. I brought you something."

My phone buzzed on the table. Unknown number. I opened it. A single photo: Jax—somewhere sunny, ocean behind him. Smiling. Free. Caption: Be happy, Nyx. You earned it. – J I showed Elliott. He read it. Nodded once. Then pulled me closer. “No more ghosts,” he said. I kissed him back. “No more ghosts.” Outside, the city moved on. And so did we. Together.

he warned. “What if I told them ?” I giggled through the mate link. “I know all your sweet spots, Sweetie. You won’t like dying of laughter when I tickle you all night,” Jax’s taunting voice threatened. “You are a worse blackmailer than Dy !” I huffed making Jax chuckle. “Didn’t you see that today too,” he laughed. I suddenly turned my attention towards my Grandpas and smiled sweetly. “I was looking for something to eat,” I sheepishly said.

Xander replied, a sly grin tugging at the corners of his lips. "What damsel?" Gerald asked, confused and slightly wary of whatever game his grandfather was playing now. "Don’t play dumb with me, kid," Xander scowled, wheeling his chair over to the glass dining table where his tablet lay. Gerald followed with a sigh, loosening his tie. "Seriously, Grandpa. What are you talking about?" "Here," Xander tapped the screen and spun the tablet around. Gerald rolled his eyes. "Grandpa, if this is another one of those clickbait—" His words died on his tongue the moment his eyes landed on the screen.

"I want to know. I need you to tell me straight. Did you actually leak those files?" Jaxx didn't hesitate for even a heartbeat. The corner of his mouth ticked upward into a slow, sharp smile that failed to reach his eyes, which remained dark and calculating. There was something almost predatory in that expression, something that should have frightened me but instead sent a thrill racing down my spine. "I did, princess," he murmured, his voice a dark, deep rumble that vibrated right against my skin, settling somewhere deep in my chest.

Slow at first, then deeper, one of them holding my head while the other praised me in a rough whisper: “Look at him; such a greedy little slut already.” I was lost in it, spit dripping down my chin, eyes watering, when I heard a new voice cut through the filthy chaos. “Yo, before we really get started…” it was Jax, the tattooed one that was speaking. He was holding a large black duffle bag he’d apparently brought with him. He unzipped it with a wicked grin and pulled out something that made my stomach drop and my hole clench at the same time.

The massive Beta slowly sank back down into his leather desk chair and tapped the glowing keyboard. The shadow-network terminal illuminated his face. The soot, dirt, and blood of the Vault had been washed down the drain hours ago, but the deep, heavy lines of pure exhaustion remained. Still, a slow, lethal grin spread across Jax’s clean features as the encrypted message decrypted on the screen. "Well," Jax murmured, his silver eyes flashing with predatory satisfaction. "That didn't take long." Fennigan turned back, crossing his massive arms over his chest as he looked at his brother. "Who?"

“Of course, why not?” “Okay, it settled then,” she announces lively. “I think I should call the doctor to let you go home. You seem fine now,” Izzy says flippantly. “Oh, you don’t know how hurt my face is. I might look like Lola right now,” Gabrielle says, pouting her swollen lips to demonstrate. “Who’s Lola?” Hawk asks. “Jeez, the sexy fish in the shark tale,” she says. I chuckle, “Wow! and you still choose to be that sexy one.”

I asked again but this time around I tried to keep my cool “I don’t know how else to put this babygirl but I guess you are really playing Cinderella this night I mean the whole dress, makeup..........” “Seriously Xain!! This is not the time for you you be fangirling over a gown and tell me if I am really wearing a Jolan design Do you even know what that mean?” I asked him “Not at all dear but I am sure you can not wait to tell me about it and spoil the whole mood” he said and I could feel him frowning from over the phone