She's too cold.
Nova's lips were blue, and she was lifeless in Jax's arms, her chest barely rising.
If they didn't move now, she wouldn't make it.
Fin mindlinked.
Fin: We need a hot spring. She's going into shock.
Jax didn't look up. Just held her tighter.
Fin stepped toward him, shifting back into human form, steam curling off his bare skin as the cold hit him like a slap.
But he'd been in wolf form the entire fight and worked up a sweat. His core temperature was holding. He could run. He could make it.
He reached down to take her.
Jax didn't let go.
"She'll die if you don't let go."
"I can run—"
"You're shaking."
Jax gritted his teeth. His entire body trembled, blood seeping from a wound in his thigh. His muscles were locking from the cold.
Fin's voice dropped to a growl. "
