Chapter 58 Chapter 58

Tito's POV

I swiped to answer, already rubbing my forehead. “Jax,” I said, half-exasperated, half-concerned. “Are you okay?”

His breathing hit me first — ragged, uneven, and way too loud, like he’d run a mile or was in the middle of one.

“Tito,” he said, voice tight, strained. “I—I need your help...