Jax’s POV
I felt her weight in my arms, but this weight was now terrifyingly lifeless. Freya's body, which had previously vibrated with power and the light of the Valkyries, now seemed like nothing more than a broken, chilled husk. I wrapped her blood-soaked, mud-covered form in a single clean, black blanket, hiding her from curious and hateful eyes as I marched down the bunker's corridor with her.
The warriors stopped and silently watched as I passed them. I felt the tension, the unspoken questions, and the suspicion. To them, she was still the traitor who had sold out their children and their home. To me, however, she was the ruined center of my world.
"Elara! Silas!" I roared when I reached the upper level. "To my room, immediately!"
I scorched my voice with the Alpha, that commandi
