Jaxon

“Traven, you’d better have good news for me,” I growled.

I felt itchy and uncomfortable in my seat. I needed to find her; every second Sara was away from me I wanted to crawl out of my skin. I knew it was irrational. I had to control it, at least on the outside, for the sake of appearances.

“F*ck!” I couldn’t help but curse under my breath. I slammed my hand against the seat in front of me. Ron continued to drive as normal, knowing I was ...