Jax sat in the carriage.
His mind drifted back. To the night he could never forget.
After claiming her completely, after showing her he was now hers like totally, irrevocably hers—they had wrapped around each other in the darkness.
Her warmth against his chest.
His arms locked around her waist.
In that silence, they could feel it. The future. The heaven that awaited them in each other's arms. A peace neither had known before.
The morning had come too soon. Adelina had woken him gently, earlier than he would have liked.
Not forcefully pushing him out, but with soft words and a tender kiss.
She explained that soon either the healer would arrive, or Seris, or later her son.
It would be too complicated to explain things. Too many questions. Too much scandal.
She wanted to hide their relationship for now.
Until they became one. Until it was official.
Jax understood. He wanted the same.
