AMARA'S POV
Every ounce of air swooshed out of
in my lungs, I feared I was going to choke. I wasn't stunned, I was mortified. The last thing I envisioned was getting caught up in a crossfire. Definitely not with Jaylin…and…and Louis.
Out of the worst scenarios I'd made a mental note to encounter in Arcadia, finding out Jaylin and Louis were siblings wasn't even at the bottom of the list. Technically, they were step-siblings, but what does it matter?
Jaylin's face flamed red, as a low growl erupted from the corner of her lips. “What the hell did you just say?”
Louis huffed. “If there's anyone that should learn her place, then it's you Jaylin. Stick to the memo my father has drafted out for you, and didn't interfere in my life,” He paused the tone of his voice heavy with good-nature
