Jax's POV The ride back to my territory was a blur of pain and exhaustion. I barely remembered the journey. Just flashes. Kai's hands on my face, checking my wounds. The cold wind cutting through my torn clothes. The steady rhythm of my horse beneath me. When we finally reached the border of my land, I almost fell off my horse. Kai caught me. "Jax," he said, his voice urgent. "Jax, stay with me." "I'm here." My voice was a rasp. "I'm not going anywhere." He helped me down from the horse and half-carried me to the house. I leaned on him heavily, my body screaming in protest. Inside, he laid me on the couch and started working on my wounds. His hands were steady, but his face was pale. "You lost a lot of blood," he said. "I need to get you patched up." "Do what you have to do." He worked in silence, cleanin
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