Caius
I like watching things break when I’m the one who can fix them.
But Jax’s shoulder popping out of its socket wasn’t part of my plan today. It made a sound like a dry branch snapping, and then the whole training yard went quiet.
Jax hit the dirt, grabbing his arm and cursing loud enough to wake the rest of the pack. I didn't move. I just stood there with my wooden training sword resting on my shoulder, watching him writhe. I was about to tell him to get up and walk it off when I saw her.
Senna didn't wait for an invite. She didn't even use the gate. She just stepped over the low wooden fence, her medical bag swinging against her hip.
"Don't touch it, Jax," she said. Her voice wasn't loud, but Jax stopped moving immediately.
I stepped back to the edge of the circle. I usually se
