Page 79 of Jax

“So… any clue as towhywe’re not on probation anymore?” I pondered allowed, looking to the girls for insight.

“A run is coming up soon, I’m assuming. Boys like us girls kept tight together when they’re not all around.” Bell shrugged. “Men assume us women can’t handle ourselves.”

“You’re not a woman yet, baby girl,” Anna chipped, earning a glare from the flustered brunette that I couldn’t seem to read.

“Either way, the men are right,” Mallory conceded, a distant look seeming to glaze over her eyes as she exchanged glances with Anna. “We’re not strong enough by ourselves. Not if there are more enemies out there. Especially enemies of the club.”

“Who’s to say we have any?” Anna shrugged, rolling her eyes away from the redhead. “There ain’t been a threat since the boys cleared out the Black Jacks, anyway. I mean, nothing more than the usual at least.”

I glanced at Anna, frowning at her lie. She looked up, catching my expression before giving a small but obvious shake of her head.

There were things the women were better off not knowing.

I wasn’t okay with hiding the threat, but Anna seemed to be queen bee around here and being new to the club life, I didn’t feel as if I the right to interfere with her decision. Even if it didn’t sit well with me. I’d have to ask about it later…

“They may have gotten the Black Jacks, but who’s to say there aren’t anymore? I can’t repeat last time. Not again.” Mallory’s hands tightened around the cup, the faint squeak of her sweaty palm sliding against the exterior porcelain like the sharp whistle of a violin.

I looked up to Anna, to see her blonde hair falling a little in front of her eyes, casting a shadow over her baby blues that seemed too dark for me to touch.

I reached out, letting my hand wrap around Mallory’s wrist. She jumped at first, almost making me recoil my hand, but before I could, she recovered. Her smaller hand fitted over mine, soft and gentle as she returned my squeeze.

Nobody said anything. And after a moment, I let go.

I didn’t know how to comfort somebody I didn’t know all that well about something I had absolutely no clue about, but I couldn’t fight the stirring feeling of not wanting to leave her alone. I just hoped my small gesture helped comfort her somewhat.

“Well, I think I’m done with coffee.” I shoved my chair back, the aged thing creaking against the weak wood floor. “Anybody up for an adventure?”

“An adventure?” Bell scoffed. “I keep forgetting you’re from the boonies.”

“Not the boonies. Just the South.” I shrugged, unphased by the jibe. I didn’t deny it. There was no need to. As much as I didn’t much care for my history with the place, Texas was my home and there would never be anywhere else quite like it. “Care to join?”

“Whatever it is, I’m sure your definition of an adventure is a lot safer than hers.” Mallory gave Anna a pointed look, who didn’t have a single ounce of shame to show in return.

She didn’t regret it one single bit.

“I’m always up for a bit of trouble.” Anna winked, joining me in standing.

And my little knights, one by one fell in line behind me until we were all bouncing to get out the door. “An adventure it is!” I announced, waving a hand in the air like a classic film general.

“An adventure, huh?” The voice was deep and guttural in a way that made all us freeze at the sound of it.

“Wolf,” Anna raised a brow, arms crossed over her large chest.

With a quick flicker down to her tits, his eyes then held her blue ones. “Anna.”

The moment felt tense but not hostile as the two stared each other down.

I do not get their relationship whatsoever. Is it war? Is it love?

It would make a badass movie, though, I’m sure of it.

“Veronica.” Wolf turned to me, jerking me from my daydream. I was so shocked to hear my name out of his mouth that it stunned me. I had never heard myself be referred to as… well, anything when he was around. Not even a polite “you” or “Jax’s friend”—if I could even call us that at this point.

“Y- yes?” I stuttered, the eminence of his presence causing my tongue to stumble over itself.

“Come with me.” Without even waiting for my brain to catch up to his demand, he turned, ducked, and silently moved his way down the hall.

My eyes sought out an escape, or at least a sense of relief, but even the girls gave me a look of helpless caution.

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