CHAPTER 4
It was the sound Jackson had missed for over a month that woke him.
“Why hasn’t he woken Soral? He should have woken up by now. It’s been two days.” Cal softly hissed.
Soral? Who the hell was Soral? Jackson asked himself. He was about to open his eyes, but then thought he might need to assess the situation his mate was in. He knew CJ said he was doing well within the Dirge cackle, but what if CJ was given wrong information. After all, they did attack to kill, even though he was clearly using defensive moves. However, he also knew that if Cal found out he was feigning being unconscious, his mate would get even more pissed at him then he already was. Well s**t. I’ll give it a few minutes… just a few.
“Cal, I told you, he sustained life threatening injuries. He just needs time
