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Smiling at the memory, I head back upstairs and bump into Jax.

“What’s got you all happy?” he asks.

“Watching Raven train with Ace,” I explain. “She seems more like herself. I knew Ace could get her out of her head and bring her back to normal.”

Jax snorts.

“What?”

“Nothing.”

“No, that snort was something.” I frown. “What?”

“Ace didn’t get her out of her head. I did.”

“Really?” I scoff. “How the hell did you manage that? You can barely stand the sight of one another.”

Jax says nothing. Just grins at me and after a moment the penny – along with my good mood and my stomach – drops.

“You fucked,” I say, deflated and he just grins wider at me. “I thought you said no romance?”

“Anger can be a powerful motivator. It wasn’t romantic.”

“So you used her?” I demand, disgusted. Jealous.

“I got her out of her room and ready to fight, didn't I?”

“Oh, so I should be thanking you?” My fists curl and I long to punch him.

“It got a job done.”

“Fuck, that’s cold. Even for you, dickhead.” I turn and walk away, seething.

How dare he use Raven like that! Of course I’m happy that she’s come out of Phoenix’s room and is ready to fight for her, but not like this.

Only, there’s a little voice in the back of my mind whispering the truth. That I don’t really care about Jax using Raven like that. Not really. I’m just gutted it wasn’t me.

Ghost

(Piece of shit working title)

A flash of blue in a crowd

A glimmer of hope

Haunted

I’m haunted

You’re hunted

Or is it the other way round?

Torn

Searching

Restless

Restless, Searching

Restlessly searching

How did you slip through my fingers?

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