Ember's POV
I groaned in frustration for the millionth time, tired of doing nothing and just laying in bed all day.
"Are you ok, Ivy?" Mia asked, looking worried.
"Do I look ok?" I frowned, looking irritated and she remained silent, having nothing to say. The kids were presently asleep in Faye's room and I didn't want to wake them up.
I've been holed up here in my room for as long as I can remember and it's frustrating, just staying in bed and doing nothing. How the hell was I to have my revenge on Brandon if all I do is sleep and wake up?
As much as I hated to admit it, I was weak and couldn't even protect myself. The sight of blood was enough to knock me unconscious.
If I wanted to take down the bloodhound pack, I needed to get stronger and I wasn't going to become stronger by laying in bed all day, doing absolutely nothing.
I immediately sat up, surprising Mia. I wore a determined look on my face, ready to make a change.
"What are you planning to do Ivy?" Mia frowned, her eyes fill
