Jax’s POV
I stormed deeper into the woods. My boots crunched hard on the snow. Every step felt wrong as I walked away.
Guilt burned in my chest. I had walked away from her. Anger swept through my veins. Yes, I had every right to leave her alone after everything. I risked my life to save her, and she just asked for space. She wanted to be alone.
Fear gripped for her safety, the longer I walked away.
I stopped after thirty yards. The cold wind swayed the branches on the trees nearby. My fists clenched tight at my sides.
Distant howls cut through the quiet morning. They grew louder. I snapped out of my anger. As pissed as I was, I still had to consider Raven's welfare.
I burst into the clearing. The three dead bikers still lay in the pool of their blood. I did that. Without any help fro
