Meanwhile...
Unknowingly to Lena about her mother's capture by Gabriel.
As she continues to wipe the blood from his temple, her hands trembling as she tried to assess his wounds. His breathing was ragged, chest heaving with every shallow breath. His body was covered in cuts and bruises, but it was the blood soaking through his shirt that worried her most.
“Stay with me, Jax,” she whispered, her voice cracking as she pressed the fabric against his side. “Please, stay with me.”
He winced, his fingers grasping her wrist weakly. “We don’t have much time, Lena.”
“I know,” she said, her voice strained with fear and frustration. She couldn’t lose him. Not like this. Not when they were so close to finally ending Gabriel’s reign. “I’m getting you out of here.”
But the sound of heavy boots ma
