Raven’s POV
The bike roared under us. I clung tight to Jax’s waist. My arms locked around him like they belonged there.
The silent night in the clearing replayed in my head. I had run from him once. Never again.
I vowed it silently. I was done pushing him away. Done choosing guilt over us. We would continue to face our enemies together. Just as we had just done.
As we rode toward the cabin, loud roars sounded from far away.
"Ugh. How much fighting do we have to do?" Jax said.
I shook my head and sighed.
The roars got louder as we approached the cabin. The wound appeared to come from below is.
"Can we look?" Jax asked me..
"Sure. I'm curious, too."
We stopped next to a high ridge. The valley opened wide below. Then we saw it.
Hundreds of bikes filled the valley floor. Engines sna
