Jaxon’s POV

After the maid left my chambers, I sat still, barely blinking. My thoughts were in chaos, as if someone had stirred a hornet’s nest in my mind. The silence was unbearable. But before I could retreat deeper into the pit of my thoughts, a familiar voice called behind me.

“Jaxon?”

It was Kara. I didn’t turn immediately, hoping she’d take the hint and leave. But Kara was persistent, ...