Fifty-two

Jax decided to sneak out of the house. It was late in the evening and he did not care about the consequences he was going to face later.

"This is the only fucking way I can feel better. I don't know what's going to happen but it's the only way I can calm my nerves. I have to go see Kyra," Jax said.

He arranged his room and did a little set up on his bed—it was not detailed. One could know that it was just the duvet cover on the bed. If anyone found out that he was not in the pack house everything would be worse.

He jumped out of the window. He realized that going through the window could hurt him. He had to wait till the whole house was clear, so he could sneak out of his room and the house.

He heard some noise and he decided to wait a little more.

"Oh Shit!" He said while taking the fastest hiding position.

As soon as everywhere was clear, he zoomed off to Kyra's place.

After some minutes of lonely walking, he finally reached her place.

He wanted to push open the door and enter witho