Ava’s POV
The healers had just finished changing my bandages and that stupid ointment was still burning like hell across my side. They left without saying much, barely looking at me, like they didn't know what to say to the girl who got betrayed by her own stepbrother.
The room was quiet after they closed the door, but my head wasn't. My thoughts kept crashing into each other like waves.
Orion.
Just thinking his name made me want to throw up. My own blood had sold me out to rogues, stabbed me, dragged me into hell. Even now I couldn't really wrap my head around it, because no matter how much he'd always been a d**k to me back in Bloodfang, no matter how much he resented me, I never thought he'd go this far.
I kept seeing his face, that smug look when he shoved the wolfsbane knife into
