Jax's POV
I leaned against the cold metal wall in the small storage room on Deck 9, my heart beating fast. This was the only place Theo and I could meet safely these days. The lights were dim, and the hum of the ship's engines felt louder than usual tonight.
Theo arrived a few minutes later. He slipped inside quietly and locked the door behind him. The moment our eyes met, I felt that familiar pull in my chest. He looked tired but still so handsome. His light brown hair was messy, and his broad shoulders were tense.
"Hey," I said softly.
"Hey," he replied, his voice low. He walked closer but stopped a step away from me, like he was afraid to get too close too fast.
We had been seeing each other for almost three months now. Three months of stolen moments, secret meetings, and constant fear. Two Alphas together, it still felt strange sometimes, but with him, it felt right.
I reached out first and took his hand. His fingers were warm and slightly rough from work.
