Jaxen POV
“Get the hell away from me. As far as you can go.”
Scarlett’s voice carried the same thick disgust it always did now.
Looking at the hard set of her mouth, the cold flash in her eyes, Liliana’s old words echoed in my head, pure poison. I knew that, but some stupid, hopeful part of me still wished they’d been true. That she’d loved me once. Really loved me.
She never cared about you, Liliana had whispered years ago, soft and careful, like she was doing me a favor. She only ever wanted the name. The money. The position.
My wolf had snarled at the time, rejecting the claim on pure instinct, yet the words had lodged somewhere deep and refused to leave. Now, standing in this sterile room with Scarlett’s scent, still faintly mine under the hospital soap and pain meds, clawing at
