"Jax!" Wyatt called.

I jumped down from the top of the tree I'd been sitting in and landed gracefully on the balls of my feet. "Where the hell have you been?"

Wyatt and his sister disappeared last night after leaving the cabin, and I hadn't seen or heard from either one of them - until right now. Wyatt wasn't one to miss war planning sessions. I swore he thrived on the excitement and danger.

"Whitney and I went to visit Macaih." He shoved his hands ...