The standoff with the Shadowfang pack ended in a shaky truce at the forest border. No blood was spilled, but the tension lingered like smoke in the air. Jax’s golden eyes stayed hard the whole way back to the cabin. The pack was quiet, muscles tight, c***s already half-hard from the adrenaline.
The moment the door slammed shut behind them, the hunger exploded.
Jax grabbed Lila first. He lifted her like she weighed nothing and carried her straight to the big bed. The others stripped fast, surrounding the mattress with raw, feral need.
“Tonight we remind you exactly who you belong to,” Jax growled.
He laid her on her back and thrust into her soaked p***y in one deep stroke. Lila moaned loudly, legs wrapping around his waist as he f****d her hard and possessive. His knot started swelling
