April gaped disbelievingly at Nate’s fallen form. When the man groaned and brought a hand up to clutch at his painful cheek, she moved into action to try to help him to sit up. A hand of steel wrapped itself around her middle and stopped her from taking any steps further.
“What the f**k, Zander?” April spat a she tried to wriggle free of his hold. “Do you have any idea what you’ve just done?”
Zander stood silent as the rest of the party stepped forward to check on Nate, who was only starting to it up. Henry rushed inside, presumably to get some ice, while Lance took hold of Nate under his shoulders to pull him up with some difficulty. Henry came back with the ice and Nate held it to his face when he turned a glare at Zander.
“What the hell is wrong with you?” Nate shouted, still not qui
