Chapter Twenty – Two - Fire in the Veins
The morning came slower than usual. Soft gray light filtered through the curtains, stretching across the hardwood floor like a cautious promise of calm. But Jax was already up, boots on, lacing them tight while the weight of leadership crept back into his shoulders like a second skin. The compound was still quiet. Most of the crew were catching sleep after last night’s mission. But for Jax, peace didn’t last. Not when the club’s reputation had just been reasserted through blood. Kellan entered the room without knocking—something only he and Taylor could get away with now. He leaned against the doorframe, coffee in hand, looking like he hadn’t slept either. “We need to talk,” Kellan said, his voice low, even. “Got word back from town. Message landed. No one’s making a move. You were righ
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