Jaxon’s POV
I was still reeling from what could have been with Layla after she left my bedchambers when I felt something off. My alpha energy that was linked with the bloodline in the seventh hell prison… something about it felt entirely off.
It hit me like a blade between the ribs.
No warning. No sound. Just a sudden, violent pull. It was as if something deep under my skin had been yanked awake by a name spoken in blood.
I staggered mid step with my hand slamming into the stone wall to steady myself. The corridor blurred for half a second. Heat flooded my veins. Not pain. Recognition.
I didn't want to admit what it was…even though my whole instincts were screaming at me. It was so f*****g obvious, but I didn't want to admit it. Not yet. At least not until I have confirmed my suspici
