Chapter 73

Jaxon's POV

The words are getting a bit harder to get out now, but I endure. "After he died, Mom was drowning in grief, and Alpha Damon took that opportunity to convince her that he was the second-best role model for me. He told her making me the next Alpha is the least he could do, since he wasn't there to save my father."

My eyes fly open, and I gaze down at her looking like a drooling mess. Those violet eyes hold me captive. Possessing me. Begging me to claim her. Entangling my hands even tighter in her hair, I hold her in place as my hips rock to create longer deeper thrusts.

"I thought becoming Alpha would make my dad proud, so I fought hard for it, even if it made you hate me. Took whatever Alpha Damon handed to me—torture, beatings, his Alpha tone bending me to his will. Even murdering innocent people for him. I thought, ‘this is completely normal, this is what an Alpha does.’ I couldn't have been more fucking wrong." My words are intertwined with fire, poison, wolfsbane...fuck,