The sudden grip around her waist made Clara's heart leap straight up into her throat. She threw her weight backward, lifting her high heel to aim a vicious kick right at her attacker's shin. She refused to be caught like a helpless bird again.

Before her shoe could connect, a strong hand caught her ankle mid air, and a low, familiar chuckle rumbled through the quiet hallway.

"Easy, little queen," Jax growled softly, his deep voice wrapping around her like warm velvet. "If you kick me, who is going to keep you safe from the real monsters tonight?"

Clara stopped fighting instantly, letting out a heavy breath of pure relief....