Chapter 19
Jax woke in a sweat and swiped the droplets from his forehead, grateful to be grounded back in reality. The nightmares weren’t every night, but they were still consistent. He slipped a t-shirt over his head and made his way to the kitchen. His leg was extra stiff since he’d walked home from Kristen’s last night.
He didn’t want to bother any of his siblings and didn’t want Kristen to load the two kids in the car to drive him. It was a far walk, but he used to run for miles before his leg turned to s**t. Maybe it’d been a bad idea, but it felt good to force himself to push through the pain and gain control over his movements.
The smell of coffee wafted down the hallway, becoming a trail for him to follow. Layla was in the kitchen, leaning against the counter, holding her large
