Chapter 20

Sloane

I had made a mistake.

I knew it before we reached the trees.

Jax walked several paces ahead of me, one hand pressed against his ribs where Tiernan’s warriors had hurt him during the capture.

He should have been grateful.

Instead, he was smiling.

“Keep moving,” I said.

He glanced over his shoulder.

“You’re awfully demanding for someone who just saved my life.”

“I didn’t save your life.”

“No?”

“I saved mine.”

His smile widened.

At least he understood that much.

The old service entrance behind the