~SLOAN'S POV~
As I had foreseen, my father was as reluctant to treat me as I was to receive his treatment. He didn't even treat me. After I walked away, his pride didn't let him follow me and I was happy. I went to my room and treated myself. I was busy applying ointments when I heard a knock on my door.
At first, I was hesitant to open it. I wasn't sure if it was an assassin or Silas waiting to kill me. I first used the peephole to check.
That was when I noticed some men at my doorstep. Who were they? Why were they here? I wondered. Did Silas send his men to come do the job for him? It was when I heard a familiar voice that I was relieved.
“Sloan, it's me.”
I opened the door. Right in front of me was Jax. He wasn't alone. There were men behind him, men I didn't know.
“Why do you have guards in front of your room?” He asked as he came into my room.