Dark Lies (Magic Side: Wolf Bound 3)

He studied my face, and I prayed he wasn’t going to press me about the source. I wasn’t quite ready to confront the fact that I was either batshit crazy or seeing dead people. Or both.

Jaxson shook his head. “This is fucked, but it’s nothing we can’t deal with. Tomorrow, we’re going to crack some skulls and find out who the hell is behind these attacks—whether it’s Dragan or agents of the Dark Wolf God, or just freaks out for blood. We’ll get our answers and shut this down. But until then, you need your sleep.”

He turned to leave, and my stomach sank a little. Moments before, I was ready to have him throw me into bed, but the certainty of that moment had gone. The memories of everything that had happened in the past few weeks left me feeling tainted, and he seemed to sense that I didn’t know what I wanted.

I was too tired, too weary to think. The adrenaline of the attack had faded, as had the euphoria of being in Jaxson’s arms. All that was left was the sword hanging over my head.

My heart leapt a little as he paused at the door. “I’ll be sleeping on the couch. You’re safe, Savy.”

I nodded. “Goodnight.”

But doubt twisted in my gut. If ghosts were haunting me, bikers hunting me, and Dragan out there still, was there anywhere I would ever be safe again?

Harden up,Wolfie whispered in my mind. Are you a predator or prey?

A shiver of her strength worked through me, and I tightened my fist as a fragment of my earlier resolve came back.

I wasn’t going to live in fear. I wasn’t going to let other people fight my battles, whether it was Harlow or Tony or Jaxson. I was going to hunt. I was going to get answers. And if Dragan was truly behind this, I would bring him down and send him back to hell, where he belonged.