Val's P.O.V

I open my eyes and all I see is Jax beating Ronan. After Jax beats Ronan to a pulp, we left him lying there and walked home in silence. Neither of us said a word, the weight of what had just happened hanging heavy in the air. The only sound was the crunch of gravel beneath our feet, the fading adrenaline leaving a dull ache in my muscles. I could feel Jax's anger still simmering, an obvious energy that lingered long after the fight had ended. We walked side by side, our footsteps ...