CHAPTER 35
NAOMIMaybe he was talking about Ava, not me. It couldn’t be me. Ava was the one who had broken his heart for whatever reason. Ava was the one who had hurt him. Ava was the villain. He should be regretting her, but in my heart, I knew that he was talking about me.
He’d marked me out of anger, and I knew I shouldn’t be affected by the way he claimed me, but I was because of these damn markings on my neck had changed me into something more than a human. They made me a needy mess for them, for my mates. I wanted them to be mine and mine only.
“Shut the f**k up, dude,” Jax said as he shuffled around the room. “You don’t mean that.”
I stood against the wall with eyes wide while I tried to keep my breathing even. Tears threatened to fall, but I held them back. All I could feel was
