Shanice looks between me and Jax, not knowing what to say or do. I’m still mad at Jax for intruding into my situation with my mate. He had no right to talk to him or tell him anything about my past. I would have told him in my own good time if I wanted him to know. “What, Melanie? Am I wrong? Can my mate say anything that will change your perspective?” I huff and turn from Jax. I don’t want to have this conversation with him, of all people. He doesn’t understand how I feel or where I’m coming from. I turn to walk out of their apartment. “Yeah, I figured that was the next step: you walking away. Why stay and actually listen to someone when you can leave? You know what, Melanie….never mind.” I turn around quickly, glaring at Jax. “What?” “Nothing.” I take a step forward. “No, say it! S

