They Sent Me to Prison to Die, But My Past Made Me Untouchable
Previously: Elena was framed and thrown into a maximum-security prison, targeted by the yard's most ruthless giant. But Jax didn't realize who she used to be before her betrayal.
A Sudden Shift in Power
The name Elena whispered was "Marcus." To anyone else, it was just a common name, but to Jax, it was a lightning bolt. Marcus was his younger brother, a boy who had vanished without a trace two years ago. Jax had spent every waking moment trying to find him, unaware that the very syndicate that ruled the prison had taken him to keep Jax compliant.
Jax’s mocking grin evaporated instantly. His raised fist trembled in mid-air, and the color drained from his face. The surrounding inmates grew quiet, confused by the sudden hesitation of their fiercest fighter.
"Where did you hear that name?" Jax growled, his voice cracking with a mixture of rage and desperation.
Elena kept her voice at a whisper, barely audible over the wind. "I know who took him, Jax. And I know where they are keeping him. The same people who framed me are holding your brother. They paid you to kill me so the truth would die with me."
Before Jax could process the revelation, the heavy iron gates of the yard creaked open. Three guards equipped with heavy wooden batons and riot shields marched out. They weren't there to break up a fight; their eyes were locked onto Elena with murderous intent. The warden’s instructions had been clear: Elena could not leave the yard alive.
Seeing Jax hesitate, the lead guard drew his baton. "Step aside, Jax! We'll handle this trash ourselves!"
Jax looked at the guards, then down at Elena. The realization of how he had been used washed over him. The very system he had served inside these walls had stolen his family. He stood tall, his massive frame shielding Elena from the approaching guards. He turned to face the guards, his fists clenching.
”He turned to face the guards, his fists clenching.