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Ava’s POV I’m twirling my champagne glass by its stem, constantly glancing over my shoulder where the men just disappeared. Whatever that just was, it wasn’t good. Lily slides over into Ralph’s seat, murmuring thanks to a server who sets another glass of white wine in front of her, before looking at me. Her voice is small as she leans towards me. “Ava? What’s going on? Do you know what that was all about?” I hold back my frustration at her question, I mean, obviously, she was here and saw the exact same thing I did. “I imagine it has to do with the Red Night pack, Lily.” I can hear the frustration in my voice, so I smile at Lily and try to be nicer. “I’m sure it’s nothing we need to worry about, and Caleb will fill us in later.” She looks at me with her eyes wide and nods, taking a g