Caz
There she was.
Taryn.
In Jax’s arms, her face pale and pressed to his chest, her limbs limp. Relief hit me so hard it nearly knocked me off balance. My heart stuttered in my chest, lungs clenching around a breath I didn’t realize I was holding.
He had her.
He got to her.
Then—
A sharp howl shattered the quiet.
An alarm.
Everything exploded at once.
From every direction, rogues poured out of the tents—dozens of them—snarling, howling, their eyes wild with the promise of blood. Torches lit up. Weapons flashed. The scent of fury and rot filled the clearing like smoke.
“s**t,” I hissed, drawing back into the trees just as the camp roared to life.
I lost sight of Jax in the chaos.
No. No, no—goddess, please. Not now.
My eyes scanned the flood of bodies, the flicker of fireligh
