Jax looked over at the woman still sitting on the bed, in the same spot she’d been in all day. She was in no state to be put through anything else.
Those fuckers. They should have listened to him.
‘Keep them at the gate. I’m coming.’
He stood and stretched, paying attention to Layla’s emotions. At least she’d gotten used to him being in the room; she hadn’t flinched at any movement for a while.
“I’m going to check on a few things before I sleep,” he said as he walked over to her. “You should get some rest.”
He didn’t like the look she had in her eyes as they followed his movements. She was still looking at him as if he were the enemy, and that was crushing him. He was in an uncharted place with his emotions, stuck somewhere between his rage and his need to protect her. Protect her fr
