Chapter 47 My Mate
- Jaxson
- This pain is new. It’s worse.
- I’ve been on the run for what feels like days, trying to clear my mind, hearing my father give into his pack’s whims over and over again. He’s caved into their damn complaints about how commoners are to be used, to be toyed with, and I can’t go back to the palace while I picture Aurora in any one of their places.