Jaxon’s POV
The night air made me think on how it had been a long day. I had mild migraine and thus, chose to breathe some fresh air.
This made the cold breeze fan my face till I felt better. Standing on the balcony outside my chambers, my arms braced against the cold stone railing.
I starered into the dark sprawl of the forest beyond the pack grounds, as torches flickered along the perimeter.
The tiny stars seemed busy as they stationed at their positions, waiting for the slightest depiction of an attack.
I couldn't deny though, on the exhaustion I felt in my bones. Not the kind that sleep fixes, but the one that came from holding a world together with hands that were already bleeding.
For once, Alexander was quiet. I hated it when he was that way. As I thought of these, the door
