"This place is a deathtrap," Jax said, appearing at my side and kneeling next to Jace.
His face was pale in the low light, but his eyes gleamed with satisfaction. Whatever he'd done to the shaman who'd killed his vampires had definitely boosted his mood. I was sure as fuck not going to look.
"We need to move."
I couldn't have agreed more, except that I wasn't sure if I could or not.
Jace chose that moment to stir a little and moan.
Lips tightening, Jax hauled off and slapped him across the face, hard enough that the imprint of his fingers stayed behind.
"Watch it," Lucian said, without heat.
I tipped my head back a little to glance up at him. He was really going to let Jax whale on his brother like that?
