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Hunter’s gorgeous face appears in my vision, right beside Jax’s, his skin as pale as the snow. In fact, he looks sick.

“Holy shit,” he whispers. “We need to …” He chokes up as he crouches down beside me. “We need to get her somewhere warm.”

Jax just stares at me, seeming frozen in some sort of horror-induced trance.

“Jax!” Hunter snaps while picking me up. “We need to get her into the car before hypothermia kicks in. And you need to warm up, too.” Hunter stands up, holding me to him. A drop of warmth starts to seep into me as his body heat engulfs me, but the cold hastily takes over again.

Numb.

I feel numb.

I feel nothing.

Weightless.

And it’s kind of blissful.

Jax snaps out of his trance and stands up, too. Then they hurry … somewhere. I’m not sure where since everything is becoming blurry. And I’d ask, but my lips are too frozen.

“I’d call an ambulance, but with how slow they are, it’ll take probably half an hour before they get here,” Hunter says. “We can get her out of here quicker.”

“Why?” I whisper, my voice hoarse.

“Why what?” Hunter asks, glancing down in confusion.

“Why …? Why did Jax save me?” The question might sound simple, but deep down, I know it’s much more complicated than he probably realizes. That while I may be confused about why and how Jax was here to save me, I’m also a tiny bit disappointed that he did.

For a moment, I was ready for this hell of a life to be over.

Pity fills Hunter’s eyes as he stares down at me, as if he can see through the cracks in my mind, see the secrets hidden inside them.

He doesn’t answer. Instead, he quickens his pace.

I turn my head toward his chest and close my eyes.

He feels so warm …

I could drift away in it …

Drift away back to that peace I felt for a split-second as I sank …

“Raven, look at me,” Hunter says, yanking me out of my daze.

My eyes roll in my head as I try to do what he said.

Dizzy. Everything is spinning. But I’m starting to not feel cold anymore.

“Dammit, open your eyes,” he orders with a trace of anger in his tone. “I need you to open your eyes now.”

My eyes roll into the back of my head as I try to open them, to no avail.

“Dammit,” he curses, quickening his pace.

I continue fading in and out of consciousness until Hunter sets me down. That startles me enough that I force my eyelids open to see where I am … Lying on the back seat of Zay’s car, soaking wet and shivering.

“Are there any blankets in the trunk?” Jax’s voice floats from somewhere.

“Yeah,” Hunter says. “I’ll get them. You get in the car. You need to warm up, too, or you’re going to get hypothermia.”

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