Chapter 40

• Jaxon
• The air in the war room drifted in and out. Outside, the wind howled through the mountains, but within these four walls, my mind was far from eased.
• I looked around the table, Talon sat with his arms crossed, jaw tight. Callan tapped his fingers restlessly against the wood. Kale had a scowl etched into his face so deep it looked permanent. And Ronan... Ronan was calm, the kind that always came before he said something outrageous. I had called them privately to share our opinions together.