Chapter 80

Mel's POV

Jaxon volunteers to drive my car home, and I don't turn him down. I'm exhausted and what we just did only made it worse. I gaze out the window as trees and buildings blur past us.

"I thought I would've seen at least one female today," I mumble, breaking the comfortable silence.

"Contrary to your belief, she-wolves don't like risking their lives unnecessarily. “Us guys only do it because we have to, it's our duty to protect the pack,” Jaxon explains, his tone matter-of-fact.

I scoff. "What the fuck is that supposed to mean? Am I supposed to be in the kitchen cooking, pregnant with a litter of pups right now?"

He roars with delicious laughter, a sound that sends delicious goosebumps rising on my skin. "That would be a sight to behold."

"I'm serious Jaxon, I need at least one other female,” I insist, shooting him a scowl.

He hums, stroking the stubble on his chin as he drives. I find myself mesmerized by the veins flexing in his arms as he grips the wheel. Goddess, how does ever