Twenty-two

Alison's POV

Chase.

I peered through the window as he fought with the leader. I felt a sense of fear creeping in. I was constantly getting into trouble, but Laurent and Sinclair were always there to defend me, even when I was the one at fault. They were always ready to fight for me.

Now, I had involuntarily pulled Chase into the same dangerous situation. I never imagined that our first night together at his house would escalate like this, and it was hardly my fault.

The guy had been catcalling me persistently, and I had ignored each comment. But then he went as far as to smack and grope my ass, and I had finally snapped. I ended up breaking his fingers, not intending to fight but acting out of sheer frustration. Unfortunately, the rest of his gang saw me as an easy target.

I ended up beating them up pretty badly, even though I was exhausted afterward. It all happened on my first day here, and I completely lost control of myself. I didn't anticipate that they would trace me back to Cha