ere somewhere watching practice, like always. Alpha Jaxon never showed himself directly, preferring to observe from afar, with this icy distance that

would all play out, but she was willing to improvise. Her fingers trembled slightly, but she tried to remain calm. This moment was crucial. She

ark eyes falling on her with his usual coldness, almost indifferent. She walked towards him, her gaze locked on

his arms crossed over his muscular chest

» She moved closer, closing the distance between them, until she could feel the heat of his b

your little games," he whispered, but she caught a fleeting glint in his ey

der the tension of his gaze, but she didn't step back. On the contrary, she took another step forward,

t twitch in his jaw, as if he was fighting something inside him. He wasn't used to this kind of confrontation, even

rning even, and she felt a shiver run through her. "So what? Are you going to continue hiding behind this ruthless Alph

scrutinizing every expression, every movement. "You really think you can understand me? His voice was a mi

eart was pounding. "Maybe I understand you more than you think,"

m. She could feel his breath on her face, and the intensity of his gaze pierced her like an arrow.

ning. But despite the harshness of his words, she felt his fingers slide lightly over he

nd, gently brushing his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart beneath her fingers. "Maybe

er, more vulnerable, before becoming cold again, as if he were regaining his composure. But sh

nd his face became impassive again, but she knew she had managed to confuse him. "Don't you ever dare do that again," he said in a ha

approached me," she replied, her eyes glinting with challenge. Then, without waiting for a response, she turned

ot to turn around. She knew he was looking at her, still troubled by what had just happ

knew he couldn't ignore it. Maybe he would try to push her away, to show her that she was nothing to him. But she

y had control over something, no matter how small. She had lit a spar