Chapter 53 No Chance

• At first light he bundled her into his arms and pressed kisses to the top of her head. Sliding his large tunic over her head and pulling a pair of his breeches up over her shapely legs while she sat on the edge of his cot watching him with a mournful expression. He rolled the breeches up at the cuff, so they’d be short enough to her. Despite the slightly bagging waist. He wrapped her in his heaviest fur and carried her out of the tent.
• “Jax. No…” She whimpered into his bare collar. Face tucked into his neck as she clutched him.
• “You need to go, Murah. Don’t make me be cruel. You know I will.”