Jaxen POV
The crown sat on the edge of my desk like a damn accusation.
Delaney Willes had walked out hours ago, but that cheap tiara she’d left behind still glared at me under the office lights.
I’d bought the thing, thinking Scarlett might actually look at me for once.
She’d refused it cold.
Now it just felt pointless. Empty. The same hollow ache that had been chewing at my chest since last night’s jealousy spiked all over again.
My wolf paced hard under my skin, restless and pissed.
I wanted to track her down right then and demand why she wouldn’t take anything from me. Instead, I forced myself to open the file Charlotte had just dropped on my desk.
Scarlett had hired two bodyguards.
That detail landed wrong.
I already knew the guy who’d driven her home last night.
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