Rein looked around the table at the gathered group--Marta, Iann, Wen, and Sin, who sat next to him, his body pressed just close enough to arouse Rein's senses with his clean, masculine scent.
There were occasions when Rein would glance up and still expect to see Jax at the table as well, his dark braids hanging down his back, his gaze intense...and then he'd remember that Jax was no longer here, no longer one of his lieutenants, his confidants.
He missed his friend sometimes--they'd been through a lot together, and Jax was a good fighter in tough situations. But though Rein considered himself a forgiving person, he wasn't sure he'd ever be able to forgive Jax for what had happened the day Rein and Sin had returned to the camp.
Rein had always cared for the others, but nothing, not ev
