Chapter 126

Jaxon POV

I’ve never liked the taste of blood in my mouth, especially when I’m angry. But when I crushed the glass in my palm, I didn’t flinch. Pain was a good distraction from betrayal.

I stared at the shards embedded in my skin, blood trickling between my fingers and onto the polished obsidian table in the private room of the Pack Tower. Talon flinched, but the pack detective opposite us didn’t even blink. He’d seen worse. 

“You sure you want me to keep going?” He asked, gesturing to the blood dripping down my wrist.

“I didn’t ask for your concern,” I said, voice flat.

Talon stood from the corner, grabbing a cloth and pressing it into my hand with a sigh. “You’re hurting yourself.”

The detective’s lips curled just slightly, like he was trying to