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But it’s stupid to go down that path, and I stop quickly. In less than twenty-four hours I’ll be on my way home, and while I’m sure I’ll be punished for what happened to Rand, I think the information I’ve gathered about werebear will put me back in Drake’s good graces.
    Jax says, “I think you like the waffles. You stopped talking.”
    I notice he’s made a good dent in his eggs and say, “They’re great. Can we eat here again tomorrow?”
    Jax chuckles before he says, “Sure.”
    I nod toward his meal that is disappearing faster than mine and ask, “How about yours?”
    “Taste.” Jax lifts up a forkful of food toward me, and I let him feed me. When I close my lips over the fork and it slides out he sighs. I gaze at him as the memory of his cock in my mouth makes desire pulse through me. Stabbing pain shoots through my heart when it hits me that the first thing Drake is going to do is order a hit on the man who kidnapped me. Oh, Jax.
    Maybe I could convince-- I swallow the lump of food in my mouth. While Tori may be willing to keep me alive, the same can’t be said of Drake. My raspy voice is proof that consequences for crimes are strong reminders our leader has zero tolerance for anything that impedes our mission. The man across from me is as good as dead.

7
    A fter we finish breakfast , Jax drives us toward his friends’ house. He says, “The place they rent is awesome. It’s a big farmhouse, and we play in the barn.” I gaze at the forest of thick pine trees that line the windy road we’re on. I can’t shake the thought that Jax is going to die because of me. Of course he’s a werebear, and that’s the way it has to be, but for a moment I flirt with the idea of telling him so he can run and hide. But I know that would be futile. Jax isn’t the kind of guy to run from danger. The way he stood up to his alpha to protect me proved it.
    I say, “That sounds nice.”
    My voice mustn’t hide my concern for Jax, because he asks, “Are you afraid about meeting my friends? Because they don’t know what you are and are going to assume you’re just a human girl.”
    The burn of tears is at the back of my eyes, and I’m surprised at the weakness. I swallow back the urge to cry and say, “I’m okay. I was just thinking about home.”
    Jax reaches over and takes my hand. “Are you missing your parents?”
    I think normal people would, but once I was chosen as a warrior the time I spent with my family was limited. It’s important for an assassin to cut ties to loved ones so there are no distractions. Drake believes strong love connections make us weak. Relationships beyond the physical were forbidden. I wonder if that’s why Jax’s love for me is making this so hard. It’s been a long time since someone cared this much for me. I lie. “I am a little homesick.” I shrug. “It’ll pass.”
    “If you want to see your parents again, Sasha, I’ll make it happen.” He squeezes my fingers before he lets go. “Your happiness matters to me.”
    I swear, this guy is chipping away at my heart of stone, and I’m not sure what to do about it. I suppose it’s a good thing I’ll be out of here tomorrow morning, because I’m becoming weaker every minute. I throw out the reply I think he’s looking for. “That’s generous of you. Thanks.”
    Jax says, “Not really. I bet you’d do the same for me. As we’re true mates, I don’t think we can help it.”
    Oh Jax , you’re so wrong. While you’re worried I’m being torn from my family, I’m keeping the fact you’re going to die at the hands of the Eradicators tomorrow a secret. Your true mate, buddy, is your worst nightmare. My stomach clenches as if I ate something bad, and I mumble, “I suppose.”
    We turn onto a dirt road, and Jax’s SUV bounces over large ruts as we make our way slowly toward the farmhouse. The white home has deep-red trim and shutters that match the quintessential version of the barn set back a bit behind it. I