Haven’s POV
I didn't want to get down from the bike, but Alden was getting on my nerves. He had taken my key, and that bunch contained my workshop and house key, so I needed to take it back.
Once I alighted from the bike, he grabbed me by my arm like I weighed nothing, about to drag me with him. I targeted the key, but he flung his other arm backwards; a groan escaped his lips, and he immediately let go of me.
We turned around together, and my eyes flew wide open when a heavy punch sent him staggering backwards, and then the key dropped on the floor. “Major?” I didn't know when I mentioned his name.
He glanced at me, moved to where the key was and picked it up. He handed it over, “You can get going,” he said.
I glanced at the key and then at his brother, whose lips were already swoll
