Jordan's POV
I saw Nova shrink into herself even further. She had said nothing since she asked if Jax was alive. Rose had tried to talk to her two times and failed. I had tried once. No luck there either – all I got were stares from vacant eyes and stiff shoulders. Every time I tried getting closer to bring her some water or make sure her bandages were okay, she would turn her face away from me. The silence felt more piercing than any wound I gained during that battle.
I scratched the back of my head and walked over to the table where Rose was making an herb mixture.
I didn't know when the feelings started. Maybe it was on the training field when she refused to back down from those kids. Maybe it was when she asked how she could help Jax instead of worrying about herself. Whatever the
