Elira's POV

“Why won't you ever listen?” Aiden was furious. “Elira. You can't go there. They wanted to kill you, Elira. They wanted to take your life.”

“And I'm aware,” I stated. “I'm aware, Aiden,” I reiterated. “I appreciate your concern, Calderone. But I'm going home.”

It had been two days since Aiden recovered, and he still didn't want us to leave. I couldn't keep hiding. I reached for my baby, grabbing it. “The men we have can protect me until we get to the mansion, right?”

“Elira!” Aiden was tired. He tugged at his hair; anger morphed on his face. “Why don't you understand? You're walking right into their...