Jaxon's POV
Jaxon addressed the hall briefly. His pack's military strength made them the natural choice for Council security operations. He asked for patience while his team checked the surveillance feeds and ran the equipment scanners. Routine. Nothing personal.
He almost believed it himself.
He stationed Soren at the main entrance and dispatched two teams: one to review camera footage, one to sweep devices with the action detection sensors his pack had installed before the session. Standard protocol. Clean and efficient.
Then his gaze drifted.
He didn't mean it to. Jaxon was a man who could sit through a six-hour council session and never register the face of the person beside him. He'd trained himself to ignore anything that didn't matter. Especially women.
But Selene was the exce
