JAX.
I knew I was right about the new boy from the very beginning. Something about him never sat well with me, no matter how hard I tried to ignore it.
When Thane pointed at him, his heartbeat grew loud in my ears, too loud, too fast, and that alone told me something was wrong.
People only react like that when they are hiding something.
Curiosity wrapped around me like a tight grip and refused to let go. I demanded to know everything about him. Rox, that was the name they gave me.
Twelve hours had passed since we met, yet I still could not read his mind. That had never happened to me before, not once.
It unsettled me more than I wanted to admit.
It felt like I was losing my edge, losing my touch. As a werewolf, hearing the thoughts of others came as easily as breathing, but with Rox, there was nothing. Just silence. A heavy one. Something was clearly wrong with him, but I could not tell my brothers. They would only laugh and mock me for it.
