AMELIA:
"Let me go!" I let out a cry, struggling futilely against my captor. Whoever had me locked in was strong enough.
"Amelia," A voice came, soft and soothing with the strongest, most confident timber ever. My body calmed down as soon as I recognised the voice. "Stay calm."
I twisted in his arms to see that it was truly him, Jax. Our gazes locked and I could feel myself fall into the comfort of his irises. Throwing my arms around him, I fell flush against him as he tightened his arms around my waist. I was more than happy to see him. There was something about his domineering presence that made me feel safe, feel whole again and I remained there for a long time, basking in the warmth of his strength provided by his arms.
Then it dawned on me that he was out here with me at this odd
