GARRETT POV
*trigger warning - HORROR*
I knew we were walking into unknown territory, and I thought I was ready.
Boy, was I wrong.
The second she said “oh f**k,” I knew we were about to be knee-deep in absolute s**t.
For once, she almost never swore, but it wasn’t just the words—it was the way she said them, quiet, almost… stunned, like she had just seen something she hadn’t expected to see, something that didn’t fit whatever plan she had in her head.
And that?
That was enough for me.
Even if I couldn’t feel or see anything out of the ordinary yet.
Jax was already pushing forward before my brain could catch up, muscles tightening, weight shifting, instincts sharpening; he was just waiting for a reason, for permission, for anything that justified tearing something apart.
“Angel—”
