Jaxon POV
I held onto my mate’s hand tightly as we walked slowly into the living room, my mother and father following behind us. There, situated on the couch were Alex’s so-called parents. His mother, a slender-looking woman, had his features, the same sandy blonde hair and big blue eyes, and was dressed in a designer black dress with killer heels and a designer handbag to match. She looked cold, I thought dismally, not like my mother at all who emitted warmness wherever she went. My gaze went to the man. He too, had sandy blonde hair and blue eyes. He was broad-shouldered, his body was fit and he was clad in an expensive suit, with a Rolex to boot. He screamed wealth, not that that mattered to me one whit. I had enough wealth for the both of us and it failed to impress me. Just because y
