Not yours to reject
"Because whatever she's capable of matters for both our packs going forward, and I'd rather understand it through partnership than have it become something we're fighting over later."
It's a good answer. Clean, practical, nothing in it that points to what actually happened between us on that porch, or in the clearing this morning, or in the two sleepless nights since. I almost believe it myself, and I know the truth.
Alpha Reeves is quiet for a long moment, studying Jaxton like he's trying to read something underneath the words. Whatever he sees, or doesn't see, seems to settle something in him.
"Delaney." He turns, finally spotting me by the side table. "Come here."