Aira’s POV

I had started to get annoyed.

Ever since the grand entry of us sextuplets, in the club, on flamin’ hot motorcycles amidst the crazy wild crowd, I had downed my fourth mug of the infamous Dragonian Scotch in one go which even shook the very internals of liquor pros of the supernatural world after the third mug.

However, for me, right now even the throat burning liquid felt like water. I was that miserable. Sigh!

“Where the fvck did Ty go?” Jax asked ...