Chapter 55

Chase’s lackeys didn’t even have the dignity to come at him one at a time and the sound of grown men crying out in pain had never been so satisfying to Darian.

Jaxon woke up just at this moment, opening his eyes and looking around to see Leon with his arm wrapped around the neck of a struggling Midnight Pack warrior, a pile of knocked out werewolves around him.

The one in his chokehold soon went limp and Leon let him drop to the ground, stepping away to stretch his arms like all he had done was mere workout.

Darian cursed at the horrified expression on Jaxon’s face. “Your timing isn’t so great, babe.” He muttered, holding on tight to him just in the case he decided to stomp across the training grounds to give Leon an earful.

Jaxon tried really hard to ignore the pet name, he wasn't going to be swayed by that so it was with red cheeks that he spluttered. “I thought we agreed that there would be no knocking people out!” He settled properly on Darian’s legs to call out to Leon.