Megan POV

“Jack?”

I gape more at the blood splattered all over his hands and face.

He grins at me, “Miss me?”

“W-What?” My head is concerned and confused. “What are you doing here?”

“Saving you,” He announces cheerfully, causally wiping blood on his black pants.

I feel so bewildered, watching him stride in with that lazy attitude, not a care in the world.

“You can’t be here!” I hiss, my eyes darting towards the door. “If Logan comes in”

“You mean that old fart?” Jack asks with a frown. “He’s not here right now. There was some explosion in some part of the territory.”

From the sneer on his...