Make A Run For It

Jaxon I could feel my wolf surfacing in fury at the sight of my guard, Asher, on his knees begging for forgiveness. I glanced at the silver knife that sat on my desk, I had been looking forward to using it for some time now. Sheer fear clung onto his face, I wasn’t sure why he was so nervous. Sure, mistakes had to be paid for especially at the near death of my mate but when I had walked into my bedroom, he was still defending her. Regardless that he was doing a pathetic job at it. I reached down and took his rigid face in my hand, squeezing it tightly. He struggled to keep his eyes fixed with mine, they were darting left and right around the room so I squeezed even tighter, annoyed with how weak he was. I recognized that with one slight push, I could have snapped his neck. Sophia’s voice startled me through the mind link, “Jax! Hurry! She’s awake”. I carefully loosened my grip off of the guard’s face, noticing the purple marks that had formed. “Your performance against that rogue was i