Chapter 25-3

"Jaxon what the hell happened?!" "Turns out Matthew wasn't alone." Jaxon muttered, nodding towards the wolf figure lying on the ground a ways away. Charles instantly looked over his shoulder and tensed before turning back to me and leaning over my freezing body, providing more of the warmth that I desperately needed. "Take care of it." He said, his voice void of emotion other than the twinge of anger. He was looking up at Jaxon while saying this, busy taking off his massive black gloves and having trouble slipping them onto my hands. I welcomed the sudden heat as I instinctively moved closer to Charles' body, forgetting the kiss for now. He quickly grabbed the beanie hat that Jaxon was wearing and covered it over my ears, trying to get me as warm as he could before hooking his arms underneath my legs and lifting me up bridal style. I quickly shut my eyes at the sudden movement and pressed my freezing, blood crusted face into the crook