CHAPTER 20
NAOMIJax growled, holding Ryan even higher off of the ground by his neck. Glasses broke on the bar itself. Drinks spilled around them and onto the floor, drenching Ryan’s back.
Jax’s claws were piercing through Ryan’s skin, red drops of blood running down his neck. Ryan’s eyes widened.
Nobody in the bar said a word. Everyone stopped drinking and dancing. The music even ended. What had once been a lively bar turned deathly silent—more silent than when I’d mentioned Ava’s name.
Jax was breathing deeply, his body tense. His eyes were pure gold. No hint of hazel. The calm, funny Jax was gone. And I was actually terrified of this Jax.
“Jax,” I said. “Put him down.”
Nobody moved.
His hand just tightened around Ryan’s neck.
“Jax!”
I didn’t dare move. I remembered the last time
