Eden’s POV

I turn over in bed, unable to sleep.

All I’ve seen since Sal was shot earlier today is his face when he looked at me like he couldn’t wait to kill me first. I can’t comprehend such disdain; he didn’t even know me!

“Come on, kitten,” Dante breathes, holding me to his chest. “Try to fall asleep. You need to rest.”

I shiver, his arms looped over my hips. Ryder brushes my cheek, his lips grazing the very tip of my nose. ...