The Moon Saviors

Chapter 5

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You know when a girl wakes up after being in bed with a guy, regardless of what they did, the guy is always gone? That’s not how it was. I could tell Jaxton was still in the same position as he was last night. He had his arms wrapped protectively around me and he was looking at me. I jumped and he laughed.

“Don’t do that to me! That was a creeper move.” I informed him and hit his chest. The laugher that was rumbling from his chest increased. I frowned and quickly slid out of his embrace and jogged into my en room suite.

Once in the bathroom I closed the door and splashed water on my face. Glancing in the mirror I jumped. I saw my dad looking back at me. The famous smile on his face. I blinked and the image was gone.

“I must be groggy from sleep… yeah that’s it.” I told myself and turned to leave the bathroom. When I glanced at the floor it was covered in glass. I couldn’t stop my foot from stepping down. The sharp shards sliced into my foot and I screamed. I heard Jax jump up and run to the door. It wouldn’t open.

“Jax please! Help me!” I yelled and jumped back. I felt something slice into my arm. That’s when I stopped moving. The door flew open in slow motion. Blood ran down my arm and tears fell down my face. Jaxton grabbed me and pulled me to him. He grabbed his shirt and ripped it. He worked in a blur. After my arm was bandaged he looked at my foot and looked at me. The oh so familiar look. He couldn’t do it.

I took a few deep breaths and stood on one leg. When I could balance I hopped over to my suit case. I pulled out a large first aid kit and laid it on my desk. Jaxton placed his hand on my lower back. He lifted me onto the desk and sat in the chair in front of me. I turned on the lamp and picked out every shard of glass out of my foot. And that took about two hours.

When I looked up next I had an audience. The pack alpha’s and beta’s where standing there looking at me worriedly. I guess I turned off my ears. I nodded once and wrapped my foot, which was still bleeding. I took off the bandage off of my arm and cleaned that up to. I wrapped that then cleared my throat and looked at the group in front of me.

“I’m fine” I told them my eyes hard and distant.

“We need to kn-” Uncle Blake started. Sam held up his hand.

“What we know is that Jaxton saved her. Leave her alone Blake,” Sam narrowed his eyes challengingly at Uncle Blake who nodded. “Jaxton I want you to stay with Mia.” Sam told Jax and I. He nodded and looked at me with caring eyes. Eyes that made a faint smile appear on my face. I heard the men leave and I slid into Jaxton’s lap.

“Mia, what happened?” He asked softly worry heavy in his voice.

“I-I-I saw my dad…” I told him and clung to his chest. His breath caught and he looked at my bathroom.

“Do you know what happened?” He asked softly. I shook my head no so he continued. “Your mirror shattered. And it wasn’t after you started mumbling to yourself. It must have shattered sometime when we were at the bonfire… Mia? There wasn’t a mirror…” he said. My eyes grew large and I started to shake. Jax held me close and rocked me until I calmed down.

When I was clam I looked at Jaxton’s fists. They were balled. I looked at his face which was hard. He was staring at my wall, anger filled his eyes. I moved in his arms to where I was straddling his waist. This time it was I who was concerned. I cupped his face in my hands and he looked at me confused.

“I’m fine. Jax…” he looked in my eyes. “It’s going to be fine. Stay by my side and nothing will go wrong. I’ll even leave the door open to pee if that makes you feel better.” I smiled at him and a smile twitched at his lips. I grinned and moved his mouth into a smile using my fingers.

“Thank you Jaxton Redwood” I told him honestly and gave him a kiss on the cheek. “Now…” I said getting up. I put all of my weight on my good foot and looked at him. “I have got to change. And I’m not shy… that alright with you?” I asked as I winked at him.

“Let me get my phone…” he said frantically.

“No way Jax.” I laughed and gimped over to my closet. I pulled out a gray v-neck shirt and took off the shirt I had on originally. I wasn’t wearing a bra so my exposed back was fully to him. I heard a intake of breath and smiled. I slipped on the new shirt and unbuttoned my jeans. From behind me I heard a growl and I looked back. Jaxton looked like he was in pain. Sighing I pulled a pair of dance pants out of my closet. I carried them in my arm to my bed.

“Come here.” I told Jax as I leaned against my bed frame my pants still undone. “Hold the blanket up and no peaking.” I told him and waited for him to raise the blanket. I could see his eyes over the blanket but they couldn’t see my bottom half so slid my jeans off and put on the dance pants.

“That was cruel torture” he whined and dropped the blanket. I laughed and sat back on my bed.

“Don’t be such a baby. You’ll have to get used to that if you’re my protector you know.” I pointed out Jax sat next to me and grinned.

“Alright so lets try that again… but take all your clothes off.” He wiggled his eyebrows and I smacked his chest. The playboy, hot head was back, but the pure considerate guy was probably just below the surface.

I yawned and stretched my arms. While I did so Jaxton’s face “coincidently” was in the way of my hand. I laughed when I turned to see his faced. He looked shocked. I laid back on the bed just in time for Jax to lift me and put me on my bed fully.

I realized what he was doing when he laid next to me putting his hand lightly on my cheek. I felt my cheek tingle. Jax must have felt something too. He lifted my shirt a little and put his hand on my stomach. I felt the same thing. I frowned and put my hands around his neck.

“Stop that.” I told him sternly.

“Stop what?” He asked truly confused.

“The tingling nonsense.” I told him. When his brows furrowed I frowned. “Its not you is it?” I asked him.

“I’d love to take credit for it, but no. Its not me.” I rested my head back on his muscular arm and closed my eyes. In a few short seconds I was asleep. Jaxton’s hand still resting casually on my stomach.