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him.
    I watch as a very attractive blonde walks in, then saunters over to the bar. She leans onto it, exposing lush breasts and grips Jax’s shirt. I blink as he takes her face in his hands, and slants his mouth over hers. She slides over the bar and wraps her legs around his waist. It comes like a blow to the face; he is not going to wait for me to take my time. I feel heat blaze in my cheeks as I stand and walk over, grasping the girl and yanking her back.
    “Get.” I hiss.
    She glares at me. “Back off, bitch.”
    “Or what?”
    She punches me, hard. I fall back into the bar, but come bouncing back quickly enough to slam her into the nearby wall. She falls hard, and I hear her wrist snap with a loud crack. Her screams fill the air and she stands, sobbing.
    “I will sue you for this Jax Watt s. This is assault. I am a hairdresser; my hands are my life.”
    “Calm down, you punched her first.”
    “You’re going down. You better have a lot of money pirate.”
    I look at Jax’s face and see he is worried and angry. He glares at me with pure rage. This is my fault, and I have to fix it. I step forward and grasp the girl’s wrist, taking her snap into my own. I clench my jaw as I feel the searing pain glide up my arm as my own wrist breaks, and hers heals. I cannot let on what I am doing, so I pull her close as though I am talking with her. Nobody knows any better. Her eyes widen as her wrist heals.
    “You say one more word and I will sort you out. I just fixed your wrist, but you say nothing, to no one. I am high up; I can take you down quicker than you can take him down. I am the princess. I can have you locked away quicker than you can say fake titties. Now get out, shut your mouth and do not come back.”
    I let her go, and she falls against the wall.
    “It’s just a bruise, she was just leaving.” I say, calmly.
    “Sorry Jax. It is just a bruise; I will be fine.” She smiles weakly, before leaving the pub.
    I turn and walk the other way, panting and sweating as my wrist sears, shooting pain up my arm. I slowly make my way into the back apartment and fall into the lounge room. Jax comes rushing in behind me, followed by Rusty and Jack.
    “Why the fuck did you do that?”
    I swallow, clenching my wrist.
    “Something’s wrong,” Rusty says, taking my arm and spinning me towards him. “Why are you holding your hand, did you break a finger hitting her?”
    Jack clicks then and he curses, grasping me and glancing down at my protruding bone.
    “Jade!”
    “How in the fuck did you break your arm?” Jax yells. “The other girl broke her arm, but you didn’t, I was watching. What the hell is going on?”
    “Jade is special.”
    “You don’t fucking say, how did she break her wrist?”
    “Jack, no.” I beg.
    “We have to tell him, he will find out…”
    I swallow. “I am a healer.”
    “What?”
    “She is a healer. She can take others injuries or sicknesses and heal them. Then, her body will heal her. That break will be gone in a few hours.” Jack explains.
    “Bullshit.”
    “Look at her wrist Cap, you saw for yourself what happened out there.”
    Jax stares at me. “Is this true?”
    I nod.
    “How?”
    “I don’t know. I have always had it.” I moan.
    “Enough now, she is hurting. Get some ice Rusty.” Jack demands, sitting me down.
    I scream as my bone begins realigning itself.
    “What is happening?” Jax says, his eyes darting from Jack to me, and then back again.
    “She is healing.”
    Rusty comes back with an ice pack; it helps. I know in a few hours; it would be no more than a sore hand. Jax sits beside me, wiping some hair from my face.
    “Why did you do that?”
    Rusty and Jack take the hint and leave the room.
    “You said you didn’t want to wait,” I hiss in pain. “You were going to fuck her, because you didn’t want to wait for me.”
    “I said I have other women, you know that.”
    “I know.”
    “Lay down, we will talk later.”
    I do lie down; my mind is too