"Yeah, okay why?" Immediately Jax shifted Abel, pushed the flap of his hoodie aside to show off the expanse of his chest, completely free of scars.

"Listen to me," he said again. The fear in her eyes was directed at him he knew now. Tara was scared of him. "Wherever you were, you've been–and this sounds insane. It's fuck up but this place is...magic or something. It took me off the plane out of Belfast and brought me here. Been living here for a couple of months now."