ERIK HEMSWORTH'S POV
I halt in my steps suddenly taking in the scene in front of me. Jace also stops looking in front of us in horror.
He looks at me and I could clearly see fear in his eyes , can't blame him as I am also feeling the same fear.
" Amber , baby." I mumble.
She is standing on the wooden railing of the balcony and if she loses her balance , she'll get straight into the dark ocean on the other side.
" What ?" she grumbles in an adorable voice taking a bottle of vodka to her lips.
" She's drunk and she's standing on the railing. If she falls , even the angels won't find her body in such deep waters." Jace mumbles wiping his palms on his pants.
" Amber , what are you doing ?" I ask as she glares at me.
" I wanna go away from you , you are a , bad , bad , bad Wolfi
