Chase POV
The tension in the room is suffocating, pressing down on me like a vice as Jax’s words hang in the air. I can’t believe what I’ve just witnessed—what he’s just done. The image of Blake collapsing, his body going limp as if every ounce of life had been stolen from him, keeps replaying in my head. My stomach churns. My fists clench against my thighs, the urge to lash out at Jax barely held in check.
Dhalia’s voice breaks the silence, soft but steady as she rocks Jacob. “We’ll figure this out. Fighting won’t fix it.”
Her words don’t soothe me. They don’t quiet the anger boiling in my chest. My gaze snaps to Jax, who’s sitting across from me, his expression defiant but cracking at the edges. “You think you helped him?” I ask, my voice low and venomous. “You drugged him, Jax. You d
