Page 54 of Psycho Shifters

“You put yourself in harm’s way,” Jax said, his grip on my arm tightening.

“No, I turned into a saber-toothed tiger and helped save everyone’s asses. You’re welcome.”

“I agree with the girl.” Cobra glided beside me like he was floating on air.

I tripped in shock. Jax’s strangling grip on my arm was the only thing that kept me upright.

“See, even Cobra agrees with me,” I said. “You both are being ridiculous.”

Jax growled at Cobra and stared him down. However, the pale alpha was unconcerned. He just smiled back at Jax with his creepy snake eyes.

“How come Cobra gets to stay a snake thing, but I had to change back?”

Instead of answering, Jax gently pushed me through a massive wood door labeled “Ward.” Inside, the long, thin room had curtains pulled around dozens of beds. A handful of doctors in white coats bustled around giving betas pills and smearing a yellow paste on wounds.

Jax dragged me down the long room until he found an open bed at the very end.

As we walked by, betas lowered their eyes and bowed their heads in respect to Jax. They also looked at me with fear and curiosity.

Females weren’t alphas, but somehow, I was? It didn’t make any sense. I’d always thought I was a null shifter. My small stature was different from ABOs.

Jax didn’t glance at the betas. He just manhandled me into a bed and demanded a doctor look at me.

“I’m fine. You can leave me be now.” I tried to shrug out of the big man’s grip. Hell, I was feeling better than I had in a long time.

Even with me sitting on the elevated bed, and with him leaning forward and caging me in with his arms, he towered over me.

All the alphas healed after they transitioned back. So it was weird that Jax was treating me like a broken doll. He wasn’t freaking out about any of the other alphas.

I was about to use some very colorful language to tell Jax where he could stick a doctor when my breath caught.

Jax’s large hand fell away from my arms. But his calloused fingers trailed softly along my forearms as he released me.

There was a weird pinch in my stomach.

I leaned back against the wall and stopped myself from reaching back for his touch.

Jax’s warmth and towering strength were comforting. Once again, I was losing my head around him.

I needed a lobotomy. Unfortunately, I wasn’t rich enough to hire one of the few brain surgeons in the realm. So, I settled with the next best thing.

My head cracked as I slammed it hard against the wall. Pull it together, woman.

“Stay here until the doctor clears you.” Jax leaned forward at the hip and put his massive hands on the wall on both sides of my head.

Warmth radiated off him like a furnace, and his lush lips were inches away from mine. His high cheekbones framed his perfect face, and up close his dark skin was silky, without imperfections.

I swallowed thickly.

For a fleeting moment, I wished I were tall and busty so I could handle all Jax’s energy. The massive alpha was built like a god of war, and his close presence made my skin tingle.

Mentally, I slapped myself. Small bitches could still give off big-dick energy. Numb Sadie knew how to do it.

I was thrown out of my musings when Jax reached his finger forward and delicately brushed my hair off my forehead.

For a long moment, we stared at each other in silence as his breath mingled with mine.

My forehead tingled where he’d touched it.