JAXSON.
After Tessa walked off with Nova, I stood there for a while, watching her disappear down the hallway. My chest felt tight, and I didn’t even know why. She said yes. She’s mine now. That should be enough. But my dad’s words kept echoing in my head.
“Tessa Monroe is a threat.”
The way he said it wasn’t casual. It wasn’t something I could brush off. My father never used that word unless he meant it. I knew what that tone meant—trouble. He had a reason, and I need to find out what the hell it was before I lose my mind.
I pulled my keys out of my pocket and walked toward my bike. The sun was almost gone, leaving the streets with that half-dark glow that always made everything feel heavier. I put on my helmet but didn’t start the engine right away. My hands rested on the bars as my t
