They're my second family. My second home. My second lifeline. And I'm grateful to meet such wonderful people.

It's well past one am when everything for the women and children are done. They put Tiny and a few others in cells, they transported to ones staying here already, the rest have been transported to the bus station, train station and airport. Eve, Blade, Draven, Mac, and I head up to the third floor. Draven unlocks the door and all of us rush towards our own rooms.

"Goodnight children." Mac calls out from her door frame.

"Goodnight Mama, Daddy, Blade, and Em." Eve yells from her bedroom.

"Goodnight Em, Eve, Mom, and Dad." Blade's voice is muffled from his room.

"Goodnight kiddos." Draven answers back.

"Goodnight my second family." I finally answer.

"Goodnight!" Everyone screams yet again.

I feel like that one family... The Walton's? The Brady Bunch? The Little House On The Prairie? It's one of them. They all yell out a billion names before they fall asleep. That's us right now. I quickly change out of my outfit and into pajamas. I lay on the fluffy blanket and rest my head on my pillow. Before I know it, I'm snoring and dancing in LaLaLand.

I wake up to muffled sounds, a shout, and a door getting pounded on. I stretch out my limbs and place my house coat on. My feet slip into my house shoes before I waltz to my door. Rubbing my eyes, I run into a stone wall.

"Oof."

A wall that made a noise.

Peaking open one eye, I see it's Blade. His face is in a pained expression as he holds onto his manhood. I walk by Blade and head towards the front room. I see a disheveled Dylan and Damien outside. With a pissed off Bear and a grumpy Mac guarding the door. Both with weapons in their hands.

"Cells." Is all I could understand. Blade and I rush after our parents while Eve is recuperating in her bed. We follow these four to the cells and come face to face with Kaiser and Dawson.

"What the hell is going on?" Draven roars.

"Tiny and his minions." Dawson answers in a rush. I watch as Mac busts open the cell door. Damien and Draven walk in behind her, slamming the door closed. Kaiser turns on the intercom so we can hear what's being said.

"Talk fucker." Mac growls out in a warning tone.

"We'll, I see Ripper is still alive. How's Rose doing?" Tiny taunts. Before anyone could utter a word, Draven's fist connects into his jaw. Tiny spits out blood onto Mac's shoe. Mac pistol whips Tiny for his disrespect.

"Answer you fucker." Damien grunts out in anger.

"It's simple, they want you dead. Isn't it obvious. Come on, a seventeen year old assassin for one of the top clubs. Everyone's jealous on how you rose to the top. They want to see you and the king and queen crumble. And they know how to do it. The Prince and Princess along with Ripper's woman. Take those three out, we weaken the parents of the three and we weaken the Ripper. All I one go, but we also know how to weaken the Dragon." Tiny taunts again.

"What the fuck does he mean by weaken me? Kenna? What's he want with Kenna?!" Dylan yells out in the hall as he slams his fists into the glass.

"What do you mean by the last statement?" Mac growls deadly.

"Simple, they know where she is. The Dragon will fall once his Phoenix is captured." He says in a sinister voice. Draven draws his gun and is ready to execute each one.

"They know where Kenna is. And it won't be long until they get her. Even if you kill us, they're people who know and will get the information out." Tiny answers with a smirk. He lets out a laugh as realization punches all three in the face.

"Kenna." Damien whispers out at the same time Dylan growls in the hallway.

"You lose either way you go. Keep us alive or kill us. You'll lose. You'll never...." Tiny stops his words when a bullet enters his skull. Draven and Damien turn to Mac in shock.

"He was on my nerves. Execute them all. I call their bluff." Mac orders both men. If Tiny is telling the truth, there's a rat inside this club and we need to catch them before it's too late.

I guess I'll be playing cat and mouse. Someone's a spy in this place.

But who?

Before I could ask any questions, three shots went off and inside the cells were four dead bodies. No one was left alive except the three that had walked in. Dylan races out of the cells and I have a feeling he's on his way to find Kenna. Our parents and Damien come out and all of us head back up the starts. No one uttering a single word.

Probably trying to figure out who the mole is in this club. But they forget I'm a cat with sharpened claws. No one will harm my new family without me protecting them. They'll have to go through me first to harm a hair on anyone's heads. And if I'm in the front, Ripper will be next to me.

Family over everything. Isn't that what Blade told me?