CHAPTER 6
Ava’s POV
“You should go to your room,” Cain said, the words coming out less like an advice and more like a command.
I stepped closer, brows furrowing, “I’m not staying here for another night.” I complained.
The sharp metallic scent of blood quickly filled the room, making me nauseous.
“And where would you go?”
I was just as clueless as I was last night. I had nowhere in mind. “That’s my business.” I simply shot back.
My gaze snapped toward Rafe just as another pained whimper left him.
“Damn it,” he hissed through clenched teeth as someone poured alcohol over what looked like a bullet wound.
What the hell do these people get themselves into?
“Quiet down, Rafe,” Cain ordered, his voice calm despite the chaos around here.
Rafe’s eyes widened instantly as he bit back anot
