Ava's POV
I watched as Brielle and Timber got wrapped up in their fathers' arms.
You could tell Train and Chain were thankful.
Thankful nothing worse had happened.
That even though their girls had been scared, they were home.
Alive.
And for the most part, unharmed.
Chain held Timber against his chest while Nettie rubbed her daughter's back.
Train wasn't doing much better.
He had one arm wrapped around Brielle while Sonjia stood beside them.
Neither man seemed ready to let go.
Couldn't blame them.
Brielle looked my way.
Not at Blaze.
Who was currently under my ass.
Straight at me.
Timber looked over too.
A moment later, both girls walked toward us with Sonjia and Nettie following.
Tootsie and True stayed close.
“Thank you,” Timber said first.
Brielle looked down.
“Thank
