The next morning, I had never appreciated sleeping in Jax's steel grip this much before. I pushed myself further back to him, and his hand tightened accordingly. I smiled at the feeling and the warmth that radiated off of him. We were both naked, and I don't think there was a single part of my body that didn't touch him. I kept my eyes shut as I just wanted to savor this moment. Last night had been rough, and it had become pretty late until we went to sleep. Both too exhausted to even think about anything s****l.
Jax had briefed me on what the Alpha's had told him. We managed to keep all the non-fighters safe. Someone had been badly injured, but at least no one was dead. But we had lost a lot of fighters, a lot of the good too. The rogues had seriously dented the pack numbers, but all in
