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Chapter Ninety-Five Opening up the first aid kit, I pulled out some of the alcohol wipes and started to clean the scrapes on Killian’s hands before moving to do the same to Nick’s wounds. Neither one of them had answered me, so I repeated the question. “What happened?” “We fought.” Nick said and I leaned back to look at him. “Each other?” “Yes.” Nick said and I frowned before looking away from him and over to Killian. His adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed hard. “Killian?” “I hit him.” He said, finally looking up at me. “It’s my fault. I was angry about him being around you and Everly. We bumped into each other at his brother’s bar.” I moved away from Nick, crouching down beside my mate. “You do understand that’s not okay, right? Nick’s going to be around us, he’s Everly’s dad a