Jordan POV
I feel like I am breathing in water. If it isn’t water, it has to be some liquid of unknown origin, because whatever it is, it’s fucking hard to breathe, though.
That’s exactly how steamy and hot the forest feels right now. I have no other option but to shrug off my shirt and tie it around my head to stop the goddamn sweat from getting in my eyes and burning away the remaining bits of my vision.
It is already lunchtime as we still try to navigate our way through the trees. Casen is running ahead of us while we follow him like shadows. I still don’t want to shift yet, and neither does Jayden. First of all, if anything were to happen, I need Jax at his best to ensure we can get out alive, and besides, we are running low on clothes.
The thing is that usually when we shift, we stuff our clothes in logs, but when we return, all of them are missing from where we know we left them. Not only that, I am worried about Jax eating something. My stomach has been turning all day, and the
