Chapter 39

“Jax,” a voice squealed just as I approached the house. Briella, a young and pretty redhead, was waiting for me on the front porch. She’d spent her early years as a rogue until she and her family had been chased into my territory. They claimed sanctuary, and I allowed them stay. Now, then years later, she was a lovely girl of twenty and looked at me with stars in her eyes. “Briella,” I greeted as I opened the door. “How can I help you?”