A TANGLED MIND
~TATE POV~
“We’ll pick you both up after school,” Daxon said, his tone smooth but absolute.
It was not a suggestion, it was a decree, the kind of command that carried centuries of Alpha effect. My stomach tightened even though I was not the one he was addressing.
“Okay,” Myra chirped back easily, tossing her hair over her shoulder as she hopped out of the SUV. Her sneakers crunched against the stone driveway, her mood as light as ever.
Daxon’s sharp blue gaze shifted to me. “You good, Princess? You have been… off.” There was concern there, but also suspicion, the way his eyes stayed as if he could peel my thoughts straight out of my head.
“I am fine,” I muttered, though the lie was paper-thin.
From the back seat, Mathias let out a low chuckle.
The sound vibrated i
