Chapter 85 Shadows Of Desire And Deception

• Ava’s POV
• Ava, you cannot keep fleeing from this. As Jackson approached, the tightness in his silver eyes reflected the moonlight; his voice was low, like a growl. His voice had a raw, unguarded, something deeper mixed with frustration.
• I stayed behind the packhouse, my back against the chilly stone wall. Though I resisted letting it show, the heated air between us seemed like an approaching storm as my pulse accelerated.