Quinn’s POV “Um, this song is for mates, which I am assuming means couples. Plus, I don’t think it’s a good idea to leave the bar unattended.” I said to him shocked that he had asked me to dance in the first place. Maybe there was more to last night than just wanting to talk to me about work relate
Quinn’s POV Jaxson did exactly what he said he was going to do for the rest of the night even though he could clearly see that I was fine. As I counted my tips at the end of the night, I was happy that he hadn’t sent me home like he wanted to. I had made enough in tips to pay my rent for the next t
Quinn’s POV The next morning I dreaded the thought of going to the party. Knowing that I needed to keep my distance from Jaxson since I decided I was leaving by weeks end. I knew this was going to be a challenge today especially since we weren’t at the bar where I could keep myself busy working. A
Quinn’s POV “You made it.” Tonya said to me as Jaxson and I made our way around the side of the cabin and to the backyard where the party had already started. Tonya then handed me a drink and I pulled it up to my nose to smell it first before I took a drink of it. As the red liquid poured down the
Quinn’s POV Jaxson looked back at me like a deer in headlights. It was obvious that his friend spilled the beans about him having a girlfriend to me. What I didn’t understand was why he danced with me last night if he had a girlfriend and why he asked me if I felt the humming between us. It was obv
“I told you Quinn you don’t need to run anymore. My pack and I can handle him.” Jaxson tells me and I look around at all the men here smiling away having fun with their significant others. I knew that if I stayed, I was putting them all in harm’s way and I couldn’t do that. “Jaxson, I can’t do that
Jaxson’s POV The sound of a scream echoed from across the lake and something told me that scream belonged to Quinn. I moved to the lake’s edge and spotted the silhouette of her almost directly across from me. But then I saw the reason why she was screaming, and I yelled, “Bishop!” as I took off run
“You poor thing.” Quinn said as she ran over to me kneeling beside me, like she wasn’t afraid of my wolf, which confused me, because I was almost the size of the beast that I had just taken down and she clearly was afraid of the bear. Her hands then moved to my wound, as she held them there trying