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I'm in shock. I must be—I feel numb. That was not my Bambi. What did those fuckers do to her?

I'm not mad at her—I get it. What we did to her is unforgivable. But what she did to us just now… bro. So fucked up. I came on Ghost’s face… And everyone saw!

Ghost took off as soon as I shot my load. I'm going to have to go find him. I don’t want him to hurt himself. If he cuts too deep... I shudder, knowing I can't live without my best friend.

Which circles me back around to the loss we forced on Bambi. We deserve every fucked-up thing she does to us.

I'm finding Ghost, then I’m finding my girl. I've got to try and bring her back.

Ghost

I'm in the forest again, curled up in a ball, whimpering like a little bitch. I used the bottom of my shirt to wipe Trikk’s come off my face. I just feel... numb.

My Malishka—she's still gone. They stole her from me.

I am struck-dumb by what just happened. I don’t blame her- it's Six level torment. Synn would probably be proud.

I am gripping my blade tightly in my hand. I am just cutting- over and over. Everywhere I can reach. I just want to bleed- for her. She has to come back to me. She has to...

Chapter 21

Hunter

I can’t getinside The Retreat fast enough. I rush into my room, dumping my bag. I grab my regular phone, gripping it tightly. I run out into the courtyard, beelining for the medical building.

I almost trip and fall running to my office. The door is standing open. Fuck—it's trashed. Did Pretty Girl do this?

I pull up my normal phone screen, clicking into the group chat with the boys.

Me: I’m back, in my office.

Synn: Good. Stay put.

Frost: We’ll come to you.

Razor: About time, fucker!

Trikk: Bro. We have to talk. And I can’t find Ghost.

I breathe in a shaky breath, hoping the boy is coping with Pretty Girl’s return okay. Still, Pretty Girl is first priority. Then, the fucking Director.

I wait impatiently, picking up the few things I can. I upright the chair and put the scattered papers back onto the desk. I pace, waiting for The Six.

I hear a commotion in the hall, knowing it’s them.

“Move!” I hear Synn yell, then a “Hey, man! Watch it!” A pause, then Synn roars, “You dare speak to us?”

Uh-oh. I need to squash this immediately.

I move to the open doorway. “Boys,” I snap. “Inside—now!”

Once they all scoot inside, I close the door and lock it. “Okay, update me.”

They catch me up quickly. I pale when Trikk describes what she made him and Ghost do. “You all should probably prepare for her to come for the rest of you. She sounds like she’s on a mission.”

“I don’t blame her,” Frost mutters.

I do a double take when I look at his face. Emotions are clearly written all over him. “You can feel now, Frost?”