Jaxon looked at me, his expression unreadable for a moment. He didn’t speak right away, as though weighing my words, considering something. Finally, he sighed, and I saw the tension in his shoulders ease just slightly. "No," he said quietly. "I do not hate you. I mean I do hate humans, but not you. At least you have redeemed yourself when you saved my life.”
Jaxon’s eyes narrowed, but he didn’t look angry, he was just... frustrated. His gaze softened, his voice quiet as he spoke again. "I won’t deny it. I hate humans. I’ve seen too much, been through too much, to feel any other way. But I don’t hate you." He hesitated, like the next part of his words was something he had to force out. "You’ve redeemed yourself in my eyes... you saved my life."
There was a long, charged silence between u
