Jaxen POV
She kept blinking at me.
Her eyes were unfocused, glassy with alcohol, as if she were trying to figure out who was standing in front of her and why I was in her bedroom.
I had faced pack wars, business negotiations, and more than a few situations where one wrong decision could cost lives.
None of them had made me this nervous.
“Uh…” I cleared my throat, suddenly aware of how awkward this looked.
“I’m going to help you change. That’s all. I’m not going to do anything else.”
The words sounded ridiculous coming from me.
If someone had told me a few years ago that I would one day stand beside Scarlett’s bed, nervously explaining that I would not touch her, I would have laughed in their face.
Yet here I was.
Because the last thing I wanted was for Scarlett to wake up t
