Jax’s POV

I sat comfortably, perched on the broadest branch of the dense tree with neutralizers sprayed everywhere on me, courtesy Aunt Nyssa with a beer in my hand as I peered down and watched the unsuspecting rogue army drown themselves in gallons of alcohol and dance like shit to the songs playing on the DJ.

However, I did a double take when I saw three unwanted jokers out there!

What the hell are they doing here?

And why the fuck are the rogues fighting amongst ...