“Plus,” Jackson says, putting his hands on his hips and looking down at the ATV with an odd, almost fond expression. “The machine needs to charge. Clever little device, this is – doesn’t need any power source to regenerate, just time.”
My wolf grumbles a little, jealous, because quite frankly we want to be the only clever little thing that Jackson looks at that approvingly. I laugh at myself even as I slowly climb off the machine, knowing that I’m being ridiculous. “Is it safe?” I ask. “To stop here?
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