We are on the way back to my cabin, the trees rush by in a blur. Jax said that Helen and Toby, her grandson, weren't hurt. Just that the wizard or with had torn apart their shop. Jax said that the pack is already working on fixing it, everyone has come together to fix or replace her shelving and windows. I plan on picking what I can from my garden and taking it to her. I'm lost in my thoughts as we drive down the dusty road, me and Jax holding hands between the seats. Every now and then, he looks over at me and smiles, or reaches over and puts his hand on my thigh, running little circles with his fingers. The little tingles and sparks our bond has given us give me shivers. His voice breaks my thoughts,
"So my mom says that she packed the room across from mine. It has a door that connect
