Jaxon
I should have known it wouldn’t be quiet for long.
Not when I’m back in this damn city after three exhausting months. The morning after the City Council meeting, I woke up to my phone vibrating off the nightstand. Not one message but hundreds.
I growled low in my throat, sitting up in bed.
Sunlight broke through the blinds, and in the harsh light of day, I saw the headline screaming across my screen.
‘ALPHA JAXON CAUGHT WITH SECRET MISTRESS? RIVERSHADE’S LILA CLAIMS BETRAYAL!’
There were pictures. Grainy, zoomed-in shots of me and Elvira on the Pack Tower’s private terrace. Me tucking a stray piece of hair behind her ear. Her standing in front of me.
To anyone who didn’t know better, it looked... intimate. Lovers’ talk, private smiles. Exactly the kind of trash the city’
