Alpha Jax
Kyla chokes, wriggling in my grasp.
I laugh, letting her go and taking a step back, bumping into Jax’s hard chest. I glance up at him over my shoulder as he wraps an arm around my waist and I melt back into him, looking to Kyla again. “I should probably introduce you to my mate,” I say, still smiling like a fool.
Kyla’s brown eyes are mischievous as she runs a hand through her short blonde hair, waggling her eyebrows. “And I should probably introduce you to mine.”