Shadow Kissed (Magic Side: Wolf Bound Book 4)
Shadow Kissed: Chapter 22

Savannah

I drew in a shaky breath, staring out the floor-to-ceiling windows of Jaxson’s apartment. Dark clouds rolled in over the lake outside, while a deluge of emotions warred inside me: dread, shock, revulsion at myself for what I’d done.

I set the glowing moonstone and talisman on the counter. Despite the magic coursing off the moonstone, I still felt drained and…broken.

I squeezed my eyes shut, but the image of blood pooling beneath Sam as her lifeless form lay on the ancient stones of the temple rose in my mind. Red seeped into the weathered cracks of the temple floor.

The same red that had covered my hands.

He’d taken control of my wolf.

I’d fought as hard as I could to stop the shift, but he’d made me attack her all the same.

But the thing that twisted my stomach and planted fear in my gut was that a small part of me had actually savored his power as it coursed through my body. I’d felt invincible. Unstoppable. No longer afraid.

It had felt…amazing. And I wanted more.

What did that say about me?

Sam had brushed it off. Forgiven me. Told me it was all right a dozen times. But how could I move past knowing that I’d almost killed the closest thing I had to a best friend?

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Wolfie? Are you there? We really need to talk.

But there was no response. There hadn’t been since the Dark God had taken control.

I was desperate to hear her voice and terrified that she blamed herself. He had come through her. One second, she’d been there, and the next, she was gone, and it was only him.

Now it seemed there was no one.

If you just need time, I understand.

Thunder cracked outside, and rain began pelting the glass. Dread coiled in my belly, and I felt myself sinking. Drowning under the weight of my shame, fear, and the duty I had to the pack. And beneath it all, a terror that something was truly wrong with my wolf.

What could I possibly do? How could Sam—or even Jaxson—look at me the same way? I was becoming a monster. A puppet. And I had to stop it, whatever the cost. I had to stop him.

Jaxson strode across the kitchen, snapping me out of my storming thoughts. He drew two lowball glasses from the cupboard, and reaching for a bottle of Maker’s Mark, he set the glasses down hard and filled them an inch. He hadn’t said a word since we’d returned, and he watched me now with an intensity that set me ablaze. His mood was dark, violent, and hungry.

Streaks of light illuminated the lake, followed by a deafening rumble. It was like the heavens were mirroring the anguish inside me.

Jaxson moved around the marble island, eating up the distance between us. My pulse quickened. My God, he was a vision. The hard lines of his jaw were set, and his green eyes blazed. Dried sweat and blood painted his neck and thick forearms. A gorgeous, terrifying beast. Heat sparked low in my belly.

I wanted to melt into him. To let him take away some of my anguish, make me forget the demons that haunted my nightmares.

He took a step toward me, and his fingers brushed mine as he handed me a glass. Electricity surged up my arm, and I sucked in a shallow breath. How did this man bring me to my knees with a single touch? With a look.

He said nothing, but his eyes took me in, peeling the hardened layers I’d formed over the past decade to protect myself. Mistrust. Anger. Defiance. They were ways I’d learned to cope with the shit life had thrown at me. But somehow, in this moment, this man stripped them away, one by one, baring my soul. Naked. Exposed. Undone.

My chin trembled, and the impulse to flee rang through me. I hated feeling vulnerable and exposed, weak. But Jaxson held me in place with his gaze, and soon, the inexplicable urge to let go for just one moment beckoned. To get lost in this man and forget everything, just for tonight.

“You have to release that guilt, darling,” he said, his voice rough but tender.

My throat tightened, and I fought the tears that threatened to spill. “It’s not that easy…”

Knowing flashed through his eyes, and his jaw tensed. Anger and aggression pulsed off him, but they weren’t directed at me.

“Let me take some of your burden.” He stepped toward me and brushed his rough fingers over my cheek. I leaned into his touch, wanting to unload my pain and hurt.

“I don’t know how,” I whispered.

And that was the honest-to-God truth. I’d never opened myself up to anyone before, and I wasn’t sure I knew how to do it. Maybe I was too broken and fucked up. Hot tears flooded my eyes, and I looked away.

But Jaxson took my chin and tilted my face up to his. Though his features were harsh, his eyes were soft, his touch tender. “You need to lean on me. You need to let me stand by your side and help you fight your battles.”

A tear broke free and spilled down my cheek. Jaxson rubbed it away with his thumb, and his gaze dropped to my lips. “You’ve been fighting on your own for too long. You did what you had to in order to survive, but you have to stop carrying everything on your shoulders. You’ve got the pack. You’ve got me.”

The words lodged in my throat. My heart felt like it was splitting open, and I wanted so badly to let Jaxson in, but I was afraid.

He held my face like he was reading the pain carved into it. Like he could take it away. “Do you trust me?”

Yes. Despite all the uncertainty and warring emotions, I knew that beneath his hard, domineering exterior, Jaxson was kind. He fought for the ones he cared about. But would that be enough to keep him from wrecking my heart?

My chest rose and fell with short breaths. “I trust you, Jaxson.”

At my words, he leaned down and kissed me gently. Desire burned through my veins, and my center ached with need. His lips were warm, and as his tongue parted mine, dipping into my mouth, a whimper escaped me. His fingers tangled in my hair, and he broke off the kiss, looking down at me with something almost like compassion. “What do you need, Savy?”

Forgiveness for what I’d done. Strength to face what was coming. Hope that there would be a way through all of this, that there would be a future.

My eyes slowly traced over the man in front of me. He was all of those things, and so much more.

“I need you,” I said, the truth breathlessly spilling from my lips. “Everything that you are. Everything we can be, together.”

His own breath stopped as if somehow, breathing would break the spell. And I understood in that moment how much he’d wanted that answer. Needed it himself.

I rose up on my toes and lightly kissed his lips. And when our mouths parted, I whispered, “I need my mate.”

Heat flashed through his eyes, and as if the beast had been unleashed, he took my mouth in his, devouring me.

The kiss was possessive, an unspoken promise to cherish me, protect me, and ease my pain.

I let myself go, let it all go, the fear and guilt and danger hanging over our heads. I gave into the moment, forgetting everything but him.

His arm curled around my waist, and he lifted me. Still kissing him, I squeezed my legs around him while he carried me up the stairs.

He kicked the door to his bedroom open. It banged against the wall, but Jaxson kept moving past his bed into the bathroom. Flicking on the light, he set me on the countertop. I sucked in air, my breasts heaving and blood pumping. He traced my swollen lips with his thumb, desire and possessiveness written all over his face.

Fuck.

“I knew the moment we first met that I had to have you.” Jaxson’s rough voice skated over my heated skin, sending a volley of shivers in its wake. He slid his hands up my thighs, parting my legs. My pulse quickened, and I reached forward, gripping his bloodied shirt and pulling him toward me.

“I knew you were trouble,” I said, peering up at him.

Dangerous, delicious trouble. I’d rebelled against him from the start, but in this moment, I was ready to submit to the beast.

His lips pulled into a knowing grin. “Trouble attracts trouble.”

Kneeling between my legs, he removed one boot and then the next, all the while his eyes never left mine. Seeing him down there sent all sorts of dirty thoughts through my mind. My core throbbed, and I sucked in a shaky breath.

The lights flickered, casting Jaxson’s features in shadow. His body was a map of hard angles, muscle, and power—a heady concoction that made my head swim and heat pool low in my belly. This man was devastation and sin. I wasn’t sure which one I needed right now.

Maybe both.

Rising, he slowly moved his hands up my thighs to my waist, gently dragging my sweat-stained shirt over my head. Tossing it aside, he gazed down at me, his pupils dilating as they settled on my black lace bra. His fingers traced the outline of my breast and drifted down my skin until he found the top button to my jeans. For a second, his fingers paused.

My heart thundered in my ears, and I swore I could hear his, too, matching my own. I nodded assent, and he set the button free.

Every move he made filled me with the agony of anticipation. He was taking his time, cherishing every moment, but I needed him in me then and there. God knew how little time we had left together. Suddenly, I felt like I’d wasted every moment of my life that we’d been apart.

I sure as hell wasn’t going to squander one more second. I leaned back on the gray marble counter, lifted my hips, and started shimmying my jeans and panties down over my ass. The cold surface stung my flushed butt cheeks, and I sucked in a sharp breath. “I need you now. I’ve needed you always.”

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