Jaxon’s POV
I saw it all. With Alexander, I saw the struggle. The very moment Garrison moved, the same moment that foreign thing struck Layla.
And, my world collapsing into a single, unbearable point. “Layla!”
The sound of her name tore out of me, raw and broken. She felt like her body had forgotten how to exist, like the ground had reached up and claimed her. The scream that followed wasn’t hers.
It was mine.
Something inside me suddenly snapped, and no, it did not snap loose or wild. It was a sharp, focused, and cold feeling.
Alexander came forward, he was furious and angry. At him, at ourselves.
For the first time, I didn’t fight him by force. I wrapped my will around him. I allowed him to do as pleased.
I managed to wrap my thoughts around him like a leash and control him t
