The whole room felt wrong. It wasn't spinning exactly but it was distorted, like reality had suddenly gone soft around the edges.
My hands flew to my head immediately as I felt a sharp pressure build behind my eyes.
“Lena…” I heard Jax call my name but his voice sounded far away even when I knew that he was right there in the room with me.
The voices in my head were getting louder, sounds from far away interfering with the ones close by.
“Is she okay?” Dante's voice echoed from somewhere behind him.
“I don't think so.” Jax answered quickly, his hands closing around my arms. “Lena, what's wrong?”
“My head.” I managed weakly. “Everything feels fuzzy.”
Concern flashed across his face.
“Sit down.” He guided me carefully toward the edge of the bed and I dropped onto it before my legs
