One of many in the warrior camps who had looked up to and admired – and maybe even more – Dax, long before Dax or Corien became ranked leaders of Lightmoon pack, Jackson had proved his fearlessness and resourcefulness more than once.
The traits Dax appreciated in anyone he entrusted with anything.
Dax stared up at his man now. Knowing that he was being heavy-handed.
His mind flashed to his former Alpha, the one he and Corien had called father, and he let his Gamma down – gently.
He squeezed Jackson’s shoulder in silent apology, glancing away from him.
“Alpha,” Jackson whispered, placing a hand on Dax’s.
Dax’s eyes snapped to the Gamma with grey, soulful eyes.
“If Reyland can –”
“No,” Dax stated flatly, turning away from eyes that made his mind waver.
This was part of the reason D
