-Valkyrie's P. O. V.-
"How long has he been out?" - Victor asked me looking down on Vaughn's sleeping figure.
Last night I was more scared than ever before in my entire life. When soon after midnight my phone beeped informing me that the camera by the locker room had been activated, I was expecting to see a bunch of drunken teenagers. But I definitely wasn't expecting to see my little Cousin being half carried half dragged by his friends, in a state I could only describe as half conscious. It was awful and my heart skipped a beat or even a few.
I didn't wait another second before I ran off our apartment straight to where they were. I know it would raise suspicion about how I knew, but it didn't matter at the time, because all I saw was pale as death Vaughn.
And to be honest, only Vi
