Arya’s POV

I noticed people were beginning to stare. The murmuring was becoming too loud to ignore. Even all the music had stopped. No one was dancing. Everyone was looking in our direction. That was the exact stuff I didn’t want. Having attention on me. I wanted nothing but to disappear into thin air.

I grabbed my other hand. In a bid to stop it from shaking. I looked from Chase’s dark, narrowed eyes to Jake and Anastasia’s smirking smile. I knew something bad was going to happen. Something brutal. Involving blood. Chase was never the patient one. He always acted. Showed his anger. Never tolerated. At times he can...