HAVEN
My teeth find together in both anger and irritation. I fist my hands and turn around slowly to face Aamon.
He's not even looking at me, his eyes are solely fixed on Ryder. His jaw is clenched and his eyes are hard. He's pissed, very much so. But I don't care, I can make my own decisions, I don't need to ask for his permission, this is my life, not his.
"No, I'm going."
His eyes snap to mine. Want me to repeat it? With pleasure.
"I'm going to the bonfire," I turn back to Ryder. "Add me to the list."
"Like f**k you are!" Aamon says with so much anger.
I briefly close my eyes and let out a frustrated sigh. Counting down from three won't work this time, it never does with this prick. I turn around and jab my finger right in the middle of his chest.
"You, have no right to tell me
