stood just a few feet from each other, staring at
each other with a thousand tortured emotions swirling around them.
She was so near. And yet, so
far away.
Melynda was biting her lower
lip to stop it from quivering. She wasn't going to be the first to
break the silence, but she would turn away first and walk, maybe run,
away from him. He knew she would not allow herself to cry. Not in
front of him.
Dax's voice was strained when
he spoke. “Why do you do this, Melynda?”
She swallowed hard. “What
I do is none of your business.”
“ Are you doing it to
make me jealous?”
“ Don't flatter yourself.
It's not about you.” It's all about you.
Dax closed the distance
between them in two strides, but he didn't touch her. She looked
like she was about to break, and his touch might just shatter her.
“ I have to go now,”
she whispered, wrapping her arms around her waist as she tried to
hold herself together.
“ Melynda...”
“ Please, please, don't
say anything, Dax. Just. Don't.” Her voice cracked.
Pressing a hand to her mouth,
she turned and fled from him.
It was the second time tonight
that he watched her run from him. But this time, he didn't go after
her.
He wouldn't chase her. If he
did, he would catch her, and he would never let her go.
She didn't deserve this.
Melynda deserved so much more,
so much better.
She didn't deserve a wolf like
him.
Dax let his nail gouge into
his palms, feeling the blood ooze between his fingers.
Pain. At least he could still
feel pain.
The rousing beep of his phone
saved him from the haunting images of Melynda. He glanced down. The
call came from the PAC Headquarters.
“ Dax? It's Jett here,
Jett Riley. One of my Enforcers is in trouble—with the law.”
Dax gave Jett his full
attention. Jett was the Head of the Enforcement Unit, the only human
on the Paranormal Affairs Council (PAC) of New Moon City. Jett joked
around a lot, but when it came to his Enforcers, he was dead serious.
“ What kind of trouble?”
He heard Jett mumble a curse
before answering, “Levi Madden, my senior Enforcer, has been
accused of murder.”
CHAPTER
FOUR
Dax walked with Jett into the
Central Police Station, where Levi was being held.
“ I'm Levi Madden's
lawyer,” Dax told the officer on duty. “I'd like to see
my client.”
“ And I'm Levi's boss,”
Jett interjected. “I...”
“ Sorry. Mr Madden is
allowed just one visitor. So, which of you is it going to be? His
lawyer or his boss?” The police officer looked at them
dispassionately. His expression told them he had dealt with many
screaming, hysterical family members, shouting attorneys and cunning
reporters before. He had dealt with them all, so he could certainly
deal with the PAC lawyer and the PAC's Head Enforcer.
Jett's knuckles cracked loudly
as he clenched his fists. In this situation, Levi needed his lawyer,
not his bull-headed, hot-tempered boss.
Jett glared at Dax. “You
make sure Levi is okay.” Or else.
Dax nodded at Jett. Jett was
one tough human, and his threats were not to be taken lightly. But
Dax was the legal counsel for the PAC. His job was to protect the
members and Enforcers of the PAC, and he always made sure he did his
job well.
Threats never bothered him.
Even though Dax didn't take
Jett's threat seriously, he respected the man. Jett led the
Enforcement Unit well and he always looked out for his Enforcers. At
this moment, he was stepping back, putting Levi's welfare first.
“ Don't worry. Levi will
be fine.” Dax clapped Jett on the shoulder as he followed the
officer in, leaving Jett to pace in front of the counter.
Dax was led into a bare room
with just one table and two chairs. He sat down and waited. In a
moment, the door at the other end of the room opened and Levi Madden
was led in, his hands cuffed in front of him. He looked a mess, with
dried blood on his face and clothes, and bruises all over his face.
Once he was seated at the
table opposite Dax, Levi leaned forward