Chapter 5

Wren's POV

I burst out of the police station, the seven stitches in my arm throbbing. Ignoring the freezing night wind, I frantically dialed Chloe.

"What the hell is your problem? It's 3:00 AM!" Chloe's voice dripped with annoyance and sleep.

"Listen to me! Do not talk to Dorian anymore! He's a m...