She’d spent the night in Aiden’s bed, the alpha sleeping in a guest room. Jackson drove her back to their cabin, and insisted on carrying her upstairs and settling her into bed. “Now you get some rest. I’m working and won’t be back until nightfall, but Aiden set a rotating schedule for someone to be downstairs watching over you while I’m gone.” “Female or male?” she asked. “Female. Armed with fangs and guns. Not trusting any males around the one I intend to claim as my mate.” The dark promise in his smile warned he would not be thwarted. Lexie settled back against the pillows, intending to leave that conversation for later, when she felt stronger. “I’m tired of lying in bed and doing nothing.” He winked. “Don’t worry. I’ll make sure you lie in bed later and do something. Plenty of something.” It was impossible to love a wolf like Jackson and have a relationship with him.
