JAXON
Her soft hazel eyes glisten with fresh tears when I ask her the question.
I frown, and my grip on her hand tightens. Malachi reaches for my shoulder, but I don’t respond to him.
If that motherfucker laid his hands on her…
Sarah slowly tries to pull away from my grip, but it’s only when Malachi squeezes my shoulder that I let her. I watch with keen eyes as she wipes her tears with the back of her palms.
I stay silent despite the storm brewing inside me. Hoping, praying—f**k! I don’t even believe in that, but I need her to say the word, the name I’m itching to hear. That’s the only way I’ll be able to put an end to his stupidity…for good.
When she drops her hands to her sides, she looks up at us. Her eyes fall on Malachi first, and I don’t look at him, but I know his eyes hav
