AVA POV
The night air was thick with the scent of gunpowder and blood. Raven stood in the open, her breath steady despite the danger surrounding her. Dominic’s men formed a semi-circle, their guns trained on her, ready to fire at a single command. Caleb, still inside the compromised safe house, swore under his breath.
**"Damn it, Raven,"** Caleb muttered as he checked his ammunition. **"You really don’t know how to back down, do you?"**
Outside, Dominic smirked, his dark eyes gleaming under the streetlights. He looked every bit the predator that he was, reveling in the control he held over the situation.
**"You’ve always been bold, Raven,"** he called out, his voice laced with amusement. **"But even you must know when to accept defeat."**
Raven tilted her head slightly, her grip
