Chapter 165: Still a Prisoner, Part 1

Another week passed. Still no Trent. Still no way to escape.

Jax and I hadn't shared the bed again, which meant I was back to having nightmares and very little sleep, but I refused to let him hold me again. I couldn't.

"I am so bored." Jax groaned and flopped down on the bed.

I glared at him. "And I'm tired of you constantly announcing you're bored. You think I'm having fun?" I crossed my arms and stood at the foot of the bed. "Can't you use your vampire mojo and get us out of here?"

Jax propped himself up on his elbows and raised a brow. "Vampire mojo?" He laughed.

"You know what I mean," I said with exasperation. "You've got enhanced senses and abilities. You must be able to do something."

He hadn't even tried once since he'd been thrown into this room with me. All he did was mope around and complain that he was bored.