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Her gaze roamed his beautiful body before meeting his eyes again. She hadn’t made a mistake. He still wanted her.

She’d barely put her feet on the ground before Jax walked around and swept her into his arms. His lips crashed into hers, immediately demanding entry as he walked to the front of the car. He had never kissed her like that, not even when he’d first met her. Like she was his air. His life. Her head swum as he took everything he wanted from her. Jax sat her on the hood and braced her feet on the bumper. It took her a moment to realise her bottom was already bare on the warm metal of the truck under her.

When he lifted his head, his eyes were red, but he was in complete control. She could tell by how at ease he was with the beast within him.

Jax eased her slip up without looking away. Her arms went up of their own volition, allowing him to pull it off and throw it aside as he did his clothes. And then his lips were on her breast. She’d thought she was ready, but the jolt that went through her body left her breathless. Jax touched her everywhere, not allowing her a moment to breathe and recover. And when he’d licked and kissed his way down her body and settled between her legs, she couldn’t stop the loud moan that echoed through the silence around them.

She’d missed his touch, His tongue. Her body came alive as if she had been dead all along, waiting for him to return and revive her. Her back arched, and her thighs tightened against Jax’s head as she called out his name. The end came too quickly for her to prepare.

Wave after wave. Jax didn’t stop. He feasted on her and reduced her body to a quivering mess.

And when she was sure she couldn’t take anymore, Jax straightened and pulled her to the edge of the hood, straight onto his thick dick. Her mind splintered again. It felt like coming home— like she finally had a piece of herself back. He filled her up and started to move straight away, hitting her spot perfectly as if he never left.

She called his name again just as he roared hers. He was still pulsing inside her when he pulled her up against his chest and pushed her hair aside.

And then he bit her.

The sharp sting was followed by another orgasm that stole every thought as she clung onto him, twitching around him as he came inside her again. Her world spun. Everything inside her lurched as she tightened her arms around him and rode the waves. It felt like how it had been when Nia was alive.

It felt like hours later when Jax released her and slumped over her, but she knew it hadn’t been that long. And when her heart started to slow down, she became aware of her surroundings.

She became aware of the man on top of her. Of the pain in her neck, right where her mark used to be.

“What the hell have you done?” she hissed.

Chapter 72

“What the hell have you done?!” Layla repeated, and this time her anger surged as her voice rose.

Jax gently pulled out of her before he straightened. He’d known how the night would end. It had been the same the first time he marked her. But her anger still hurt. It had been months, and every second of that had been torture. Did she not feel the same?

“I did what I had to do, Layla.”

“How could you do that to Cain?” Layla shouted. She pushed him aside and got off the hood to look for her skimpy little nightdress. “We don’t know what they put in my blood, but we know damn well that it will kill him!”

Layla pulled her nightie on before she turned to face him. Her emerald eyes blazed at him. He’d been just as angry when she bit him the night before the blood moon on his birthday. Marking someone without their consent was a dick move, and as the Alpha King, he’d put down a few wolves for that exact reason.

But there he was. Being a dick.

“It was Cain’s idea. And I completely agreed with him. There can be no life without you, Layla.”

Unshed tears glinted in her eyes.

“You’re the only one who can protect Hope. How could you...?”

Her voice trailed off, and she covered her mouth as she turned from him. Her pain returned, matching her anger in intensity.

“I’ve spent the last couple of months doing everything I can to ensure Hope will be safe until she can take care of herself.”

“How?” Layla turned back to him, wiping her wet cheeks and almost snarling at him. It seemed she hadn’t let go of some of her wolf’s characteristics. Even her rage would make any wolf proud.

“I’ve destroyed all the Hunter bases that we found. If they didn’t know after we rescued you, they know now that they can’t fuck with us.”

Layla’s brows lifted in surprise.

“You got them?”

“Not all of them. And they’ll be more born in every generation. But they know we will fight back now. We’ve heard the news of other regions taking the offensive for a change. Things will be different when Hope grows up.”

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