“Knee-deep in somethin’ else, sissy. If Aero can deal with it, I’d appreciate it.”
I wrinkled my nose. “Fine.”
He nodded, then headed back the way he came. I found Leith’s info in my phone and sent it to Orion, then he sent it off to Aero before wrapping his arms around me and giving me a squeeze. “She’s gonna be okay, Frazzle.”
“Lordy, I hope so,” I whispered.
“Tequila?”
I smiled up at him. “Yes. Definitely.”
One hour later, I was snuggled up to Orion in the great room, sipping my third margarita when I heard my best friend wailing like a banshee, then Wrath appeared in the room with Sierra thrown over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.
“Oh my god, what are you doing?” I snapped, standing.
“He’s a fucking beast, Raquel!” Sierra hissed, trying to squirm out of his hold.
Wrath smacked her butt and I saw red. “Don’t hit my friend!”
He ignored me and stomped up the stairs. I followed, Orion close on my heels.
“Let her go!” I demanded as Sierra pounded on his back.
Wrath spun to face me. “Your bi—friendis gonna be locked down.”
“Where?”
“In my room,” he said.
“Like hell I am!” Sierra spat out, pounding on his back again. “Let me go!”
“Let her go!” I demanded, stepping toward him, but Orion pulled me back. I glared at him. “What are you doing?”
“Let Wrath deal with this.”
“No way in hell!” I argued, turning to face them again and found they were no longer standing in the hallway. I pulled out of Orion’s hold and rushed toward Wrath’s room. The door was locked, so I pounded on it. “Open this door!”
“Raquel!” Sierra screamed, and I tried to force the door open. I kicked it, body slammed it, and got nothing but a bruised shoulder.
“Baby, quit!” Orion growled. “The door’s solid wood, you’re gonna hurt yourself.”
“Get her out!” I ordered.
“Not gonna do that, Raquel. This is between Wrath and Sierra.”
I faced him. “What the hell does that mean?”
“Baby—”
“Don’t you dare ‘baby’ me,” I snapped. “Get her out.”
He sighed, banging on the door. “Wrath! Raquel would like to check on her friend.”
“She can do that tomorrow,” Wrath yelled in response.
“Raquel!” Sierra bellowed.
“Do something,” I begged. “She’s scared.”
