*Branson*
I wasted no time following my brother to the garage, stopping on the way to tell Karina Jax’s orders.
“He’s going to torture him, isn’t he?” Karina asked.
I looked at my sister. She was in dry clothes now, her normally straightened blonde hair curling up slightly at the ends. In her eyes, I saw a flash of the girl she used to be— the girl who was so soft and kind she couldn’t stand the thought of what our brother had become.
“He almost killed her, Karina. What does this say about the dynasty if Jax lets this go, even if he could?”
Karina looked at the floor. “I understand why he has to do it, bror. I just thought.. maybe she had softened his edges a bit.”
Carefully, my lips curled back and my canines extended. “It is because he loves her that this is important. Do you wis
