TRINITY’S POV
I held my face in my hands, hiding away my embarrassment as Jaxom walked into Roman’s palatial manor with his cheeks bare and his d**k swinging. No matter how much I’d tried to convince him to take his wolf form, he’d been adamant in carrying me back to our room bridal style.
“Trust me, I have nothing to be ashamed of, so, just sit back and relax,” he’d winked confidently before hoisting me into his arms and striding off down the lane. After the first twenty minutes, I’d ceased struggling and screeching, and resigned myself to pouting sullenly as he carried me.
While Jaxom claimed to be worried that I might have some hidden injury, I knew it was really just more of his weird, animalistic possessiveness. Apparently, it wasn’t enough that I still had his Alpha pheromones sme
