Chapter 133 Fished Out

• Ambrose's POV
• I sat on the edge of the hotel bed, watching as the nurse wiped the blood from my arm. The sting barely registered. I’d been shot before. Pain meant nothing. Pain was temporary, but winning was permanent.
• What did matter was what I’d seen that day in the trailer. The bastard who stormed in to save Ruby was Damien, Thorne’s firstborn son. Eleven years had passed, but I recognized him the second I saw his face.