Chapter 209

• Elvira – First Person POV
• Jaxon was never the type to look weak. He carried the weight of a pack, the stubbornness of a king, and the arrogance of a man who thought he could wrestle fate into submission. Which is why the sight of him slumped against the dining chair after breakfast made something sharp twist in my chest.
• “You don’t look good,” I murmured, brushing crumbs off the table while sneaking a glance at him. His skin looked pale under the morning light streaming through the windows. His jaw flexed, his hand pressed to his temple.