Chapter 41

Alaric’s POV

“Goddess!” I spluttered, shocked into consciousness by cold liquid.

I took in the scene before me at once. Ava was standing over me, silhouetted by the light streaming in from the window behind her, a deadly smirk was playing on her lips as she tossed a bucket beside –

Even more shocking I realized this wasn't my room as I turned to the bucket Ava had thrown. Alana was sitting up beside me as well, she'd received the brunt of the liquid assault and was completely drenched.

She coughed dejectedly as she picked the bucket up from her lap and put it on the floor.

“Ava what the hell is this?” I turned on her, shock, anger and confusion swimming in my body, I was almost unable to comprehend things through the splitting headache that was clouding my vision.

“Alaric, what the hell is this?” Ava snarled, throwing my question back in my face.

I felt water drip down my chin and anger rise above all the other emotions.

“Ava I asked you a question! How dare you pour cold water all ov