Liam POV

I opened the pack house door slowly, not to wake anyone. With our hypersensitive hearing a small bang could wake our neighbors. Brandon was passed out on a couch in our sitting room. He probably refused to leave, but Jax refused to let him in her room.

I walked up five flights of stairs, drowning myself deeper in their scents. Once I reached her door I opened it softly, afraid of what I would find. I knew she was here, so that was enough for now.

Jax laid ...