Nina
I’m in my office, staring at the paperwork piled high on my desk, but none of it matters. My mind is racing, and I can’t shake the heat rolling through my body. I’ve been trying to ignore it, to push it down, but it’s getting harder by the second. My wolf is restless, clawing at the surface, urging me to seek out what I desperately want but can’t have.
I hear a knock at the door, and my breath hitches. I know who it is before I even get up to answer. Jaxon.
“Hey, Nina,” he says as I open the door, his voice smooth, the way I remember.
He steps inside, and my eyes dart to the folder in his hands. The divorce papers. I can’t believe it’s finally happening. But I also can’t ignore the way my body reacts to him. Damn it.
“You look... busy,” he comments, glancing around the office. “S
