Ava's POV
The problem with letting bikers into an MMA gym was apparently nobody knew when to leave.
Twenty minutes later, they were still here.
Worse?
They'd gotten comfortable.
Nox was talking to Dante like they'd been friends for years.
Snake had Marcus showing him the combination he'd used in a fight Snake had apparently watched three times.
And Dad?
Dad was standing beside the cage talking to Jace.
I stared.
“This is bullshit.”
Ezra stepped beside me.
“What?”
“They weren't invited.”
“Neither were you the first time you came here.”
I looked at him.
“I was eighteen.”
“You were feral.”
“I was not feral.”
“You bit me.”
“You deserved it.”
Morgan walked past us.
“She definitely bit him.”
“Stay out of this.”
Morgan grinned.
“You're just mad your biker family likes you
