Chapter Seventeen: Bonfire

Amelia POV

The bonfire itself wasn’t held anywhere near the pack house. Rather, there was some kind of empty field that they’d gathered a lot of scrap and waste in and set aflame. The pile was stacked well over my head- much larger than the one that had been alight at the party I’d met Tiberius at- and inside of a brick barrier, as if these were a regular occurrence.

There were more than just logs to sit on- there were picnic tables and benches, and a whole outdoor deck area set up with coolers and snacks.

“Want anything?” Tiberius asked, breath hot against my ear. He’d decided to lean in closer, rather than yell over the thumping bass of the song currently playing.

I felt the reverberations of his question in my stomach.

I was acutely aware that people were staring at me, but more im……