“I wouldn’t say that,” Jax murmured, a faint, predatory smile curving his lips as he looked down at me. “I’d say you were very special.”
I forced a demure smile even as revulsion crawled over my skin. I lay on his bed in nothing but the oversized shirt I’d stolen from Darius, the silver locket once again hidden safely between my breasts. Every instinct screamed to run, but I stayed. This was my chance. Leo was still breathing. Jax was the last major piece of my parents’ murder. If I could end him tonight, the long nightmare might finally end.
His fingers skimmed my hip. I controlled the flinch this time. “You’ve been manhandled by the previous alpha, it seems,” he said, eyes tracing the fading bruises Darius had left in passion, not violence.
“It was scary,” I lied softly.
I had loved
