Chapter 53

Celeste's POV

When we got to the outside of Las Vegas, we switched cars for a private jet owned by the Syndicate. Dad sat across from me, his face wavering between relief and despair, and I curled up in my seat, pushing my cheek against the window, watching the city disappear into the distance.

I knew I looked terrible, my dress was torn and bloody, and bite marks covered my neck. Damon didn’t lo