Alina's POV
The fear of the day, the grief, the adrenaline crash-it all dissolved into a single, overwhelming need. A need to feel alive. To feel him.
"Jaxon," I whispered, my voice sounding strange to my own ears.
"Hmm?"
I looked up, meeting his gaze. "I need you." I said quietly.
His eyes darkened, understanding flickering in them. "Alina, y
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