Chapter 43

Four years later, the next time I saw Jaxon was at the entrance of my daughter’s kindergarten.

I had just picked up Hope, and as we were about to leave, another mom leaned closer to me.

“Paige, look across the street! Doesn’t that guy look like that singer? What’s his name again…”

I followed the direction of her finger and froze.

It was HIM.

“Jaxon!” she exclaimed, smacking her forehead. “Right, Alpha Jaxon!”

I looked away calmly. “Never heard of him.”