Jax’s POV
“Isn’t that…?”
I moved, not waiting for Jordan to finish. My shoes hit the floor as I drove my foot into the bedroom door.
It broke, splinters of wood flying everywhere. There she was on the floor, her body jerking with her he's clouded.
I crossed the room, carrying her in my arms. Her skin was hot, and her breath came in short, sharp, ragged gasps.
I ran down the stairs, holding her. “Fetch the Doctor! Now!”
The infirmary door burst open as I pushed hard and laid her on the bed. The doctor hurried steps, snapping the gloves over his wrist. “What happened?”
He set her to the machine with the nurse helping.
“I found her this way.”
He checked her pulse and pushed her eyelid up. The panic stared strong in his eyes. “How old is she?”
“Nineteen. Why?”
The sweat doubled
