't settle for a furtive glance or a shy smile. No, it had to be more subtle, more clever. She had to make him believe that he was the only one who could see her, the only one w

. Jaxon wasn't the type of man to trust easily, let alone be interested in an Omega like her. But if she could make him see her different

h wood mingled with the grunts and shouts of the members of the pack who challenged each other. Jaxon stood a little aside, observing, as always, with

energy. A small smile appeared on her lips, a smile that she knew was both innocent and calculated. She lunged with them, but this time she pushed a little harder, a little higher. She wanted Jax

speed up, but she didn't let it show. She smiled inwardly, happy to have managed to attract him. She continued on her

show anything, but she could feel the tension in the air, like a tight rope ready to give way. When she succeeded in a particularly difficult exercise, she cast a fur

w the slightest discomfort. She sat up quickly, muttering an almost inaudible apology, but her eyes locked with his for a moment that seemed suspended. The exchange was ele

voice, as if it cost him to admit

s used to hearing. It was more of a warning, something more serious, more serious. S

On each occasion, she slipped subtly into his space, always gently, always with a certain distance, but enough for him to know that she was not far away, that she was present. She talked to h

hed him, this time without the excuse of an accident or distraction. She stopped right next to h

rk? » he asked suddenly, without looking

perceptible smile played on her lips. " Why

different this time. Something a little more curious, a little more open. But he remained implac

nce. It was exactly what she wanted. It was there, in the tension of his muscles, in the slight movement of his eyebrow

of the impact she had on him. Jaxon , despite his impenetrable mask, couldn't help but react, look at her, observe her, and, deep down, she kn