*Jax's POV*
"Wash it out for me."
Sera's taunt still hung in the air between us. Her eyes danced with challenge, daring me to follow through. To be her puppet, dangling from strings of jealousy and lust.
Not happening.
I'd already surprised her once tonight. Time to show her what an Alpha could really do.
Instead of touching her, I took a step back. Then, with deliberate focus, I released my aura—that invisible force of dominance that makes lesser wolves submit. No physical contact needed.
I watched her eyes widen as it hit her. Her breath caught. Her back arched.
"What are you doing?" she gasped, confusion breaking through her usual mask of control.
Interesting. She could feel it. Most non-wolves couldn't, but then again, Sera wasn't most anything.
"Something you weren't expecting," I replied, intensifying the pressure. My dominance rolled off me in waves, filling the room with an energy that made the air feel thick.
