Chapter 30 The language of my skin

Chapter 30: The Language of Skin (Elena’s POV)

​The red paint on my locker was still a wet smear in my mind, but the heat of Liam’s hand on my chin was what actually burned.

​He had protected me. He had stood between me and Jax like a wall of solid ice, but the way he looked at me afterward—the shee...

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