Chapter Forty-Five: The Hunger That Turned Back 4

Jaxson Thorn’s POV

The room held her scent more purely than the pleasure suite had held any of the others. No perfume. No layered oils. No practiced invitation. Just woman, wolf, fatigue, and the cleaner smell of the bath she had likely taken before trying to sleep. I sat on the edge of the mattress...

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