We rode deeper into the forest after the mission. The road narrowed until it was just a dirt path covered in moonlight.
I couldn’t stop thinking about how she fought tonight. How her claws came out and how perfect she looked tearing into that Kingshade bastard.
I killed my engine first. Lena stopped beside me and pulled off her helmet. Her cheeks were flushed from the ride and from what we just did on the side of the highway.
“Jax? Why did we stop again?” she asked, breathing a little fast.
I swung off my bike and walked to her. The forest was quiet around us, like it knew something important was happening. I didn’t answer with words. I just took her face in both my hands, gently, like she was something I was finally allowed to touch without breaking.
“Jax…” she whispered.
I kissed
