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“Only if you’re sure. I don’t want to impose. Gods and Angels under one roof might be risky.” That was putting it lately. Even though Raina and Daire had managed to find some sort of peace, I doubted the Gods would want us living in their house.

“Too bad. We’re the queens, and they’ll do whatever we damn well say. I’m not taking any crap from any of them andneither will you. You guys can take the basement. There’s a bedroom down there, a bathroom, and a living room. I’ll get things ready for you. Call me when you’re on your way.”

She didn’t give me a chance to argue. Other than crashing at some seedy motel to hide our identities, we didn’t really have any other options.

When I returned to where the guys stood near the yard, Daire was speaking to one of the firemen, answering a bunch of questions. There would be even more questions to come once it was determined that this had been arson. Although Daire wasn’t about to tell them that. Bringing the police into this wouldn’t help us.

“Raina said we can crash at their place,” I said when Daire rejoined the rest of us.

He opened his mouth like he was about to shoot that down, then paused to reconsider. “Yeah, I guess that will do for now. We need to get off the street. The fireman said we can go. The paramedic thinks we should get checked over for smoke inhalation, but I told him we’re all good.”

I glanced over to where the paramedics waited in case we needed them. Other than a raging headache from the stress and adrenaline, I felt all right. My gaze strayed up and down the street as I wondered if we were being watched. Did they know their plan to burn us alive had failed?

What would they do next? How long would this go on?

Since all three guys thought it was best to bring their vehicles, they all drove in a convoy to the Gods’ house. I jumped in with Cash. The short drive was tense as we kept expecting someone to speed out of a side road and crash into us. Thankfully, that never happened.

Raina hadn’t wasted any time. A blacked out car filled with mafia men sat in front of the house. She was there to meet us at the door. A tired, unamused Havoc was with her.

Crushing me into a painful hug, Raina gushed, “God, I’m so glad you’re all right. This is so fucked. Are you sure you’re okay?”

I nodded, too tired to even cry. “Yeah, I’m sure. Scared. They’re going to keep coming, aren’t they?”

“We won’t let that happen,” she assured me. “You guys aren’t in this alone. We’ll find out who’s in charge, and we’ll make this stop.”

She sounded so confident and certain. I wished I felt so strongly.

“You can stay as long as you need to,” Havoc said grudgingly, like he wasn’t too thrilled about this plan.

“Thanks. We won’t forget this.” Blaze shot a pointed look at Daire and Cash, silently forcing them to voice their gratitude as well, which they did, almost as grudgingly as Havoc.

“Come on. I’ll take you downstairs.” Raina waved us along.

As we followed her down to the basement, I couldn’t shake the sensation of being trapped. We’d been forced from our safe space, forced to run. These people wouldn’t give up until we were dead.

What the hell were we supposed to do now?

CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

CLOVER

The basement at the Gods’ house was more than adequate. It was a finished space with nice carpet and couches, along with a bedroom, and a bathroom with a shower. The bed was a bit of a tight squeeze for four. Cash offered to sleep on the couch, but I wanted all of them with me. I needed the comfort right now.

Unable to settle down after the excitement, Blaze opted to take a shower. There was no way I would be sleeping anymore tonight. It was almost morning anyway. We wouldn’t be going to class. Instead, we would be making a trip for some clothing and hygiene products.

While Cash and Daire discussed what our next move should be, I wandered around the basement. I found it impossible to sit still. I’d been down here a few times in the past, during some of the Gods’ wild parties. Everything has been so much simpler then. I’d had no idea how my life would change.

That had been before Raina came to our school. Before the Angels had set their sights on me. Before my entire world turned upside down. As much as part of me longed to go back to those days, I would never give up Raina or my Angels. Even if it meant spiraling into the world of vigilante justice and its repercussions.

The bathroom door cracked open. Blaze said my name, drawing my attention. I wandered over to see what he wanted. Maybe he needed a towel or something.

I never got a word out before he grabbed my hand and pulled me into the bathroom. Closing the door, he pinned me against it. He was completely naked, dripping with water. The muscles in his arms rippled as he placed both hands on the door beside my head.

“I’m feeling the need to work out some tension. Feels like a good time to remind you not to antagonize me, Rainbow.” He leaned in to nip my earlobe before murmuring, “I’m going to fuck you like a goddamn animal. Think you can keep from screaming?”

A quiver of anticipation swept through me. I couldn’t be having screaming orgasms in my best friend’s house while her and her men listened. That was fucked. Blaze knew that too, which was exactly why he was doing this.

“You were being unreasonable, Blaze. I’m not going to turn into a raging alcoholic just because—”

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