Jaxon’s POV
The study felt cramped with all of us packed inside. Alina stood in the middle, looking like she was about to face a huge challenge, her chin raised defiantly in a way that made me want to both kiss her and hug her.
“What on earth were you thinking?” I asked, keeping my voice steady but intense. “Going into a warehouse alone with a guy who tried to kidnap you?”
“I thought I could handle it,” she replied, her grey eyes flashing with anger. “And I did.”
“You were lucky,” Maddox chimed in from the corner, his usual charm completely gone. “Do you want to know how many ways that could have ended badly? I can give you a list, ranked by how likely they were.”
“Please don’t,” Ronan said coolly, still focusing on his nails, as if we were just chatting about the weather and not Ali
