here we were, in a bigger mess than ever.
Perhaps it had been a mistake to go to the seer.
To answer my questions, the fortune teller had drawn three cards. For my
fate, she’d pulled the Hanged Man, and her reading of it still burned in my
mind: If you find the woman, you will find the answers you seek. But those
answers will destroy you. You will lose that which you love and be parted
from the thing you cannot live without.
Well, I’d found the woman, and I’d gotten my answers. Now my brother-
in-law was dead, and my pack members were dropping like flies.
I could feel the noose tightening around my neck. Literally. I rubbed my
throat.
Suddenly, a sharp pain exploded in my chest. The glass dropped from my
hand and shattered on the ground as I doubled forward and clutched the rail.
Sam rushed to my side. “Jax!”
Confusion and agony clouded my mind.
A heart attack? Like the one that had forced my father to step down?
No. Something else.
The pain warped into a burning sensation, and then a tightness that felt
like it was gnawing its way out. My vision darkened, and I heard Savannah’s
tortured cries in my head . What was this?
Savannah’s fear and pain wrapped around my heart, tugging me toward
her…and suddenly, like a cloak of darkness being pulled away from the sun,
understanding dawned.
Oh, no. This couldn’t fucking be happening.
I staggered back from the railing and went for the door.
“What’s wrong, Jaxson?” Regina yelled.
Sam rushed after me, but I stopped her in her tracks. “Stay here. Don’t
follow me, that’s an order.”
I hurried downstairs, leaving the shocked and confused women in my
wake.