Jax's POV
My fist clenched. I had thrown out her suppressants. Her growl came louder, mixed with a cry of pain. I sprinted to the door.
I barged into her room. Nova lay on the floor, crawling in pain. She knocked over the bed lamp as another cry tore from her. I dropped beside her and held her tight.
"My suppressant. I need my suppressant…" Her voice shook.
"I’ll get the doctor."
I lifted her up but she started convulsing. Anger flashed in her eyes. She pushed me hard and scratched my arm deep with her nails.
She broke free, bent over in pain, and ripped one side of the curtain with her clawed hand. Bright full moonlight poured in.
Her bones snapped loud. She fell to her feet. "My suppressants now!"
"You can’t have them. It’ll kill you." I tried to reach her but she turned violent.
