“You can sleep on the couch.”
“Thefloor,” Sinclair added unhelpfully.
Demi pursed her lips. “Got it.”
Hard steps approached.
“Why are you here?”
“When the fuck did you put that tag on our car?” Elias’ voice boomed through the cabin. The robe, similar to Sin’s, rippled around his legs with his approach.
Demi shrunk back, her brunette ringlets fluttering. “It w-was a while ago. When we first started fuc?—”
A pillow flew across the living room and smacked her on the face. She staggered from the force it hit her with. I followed her shocked gaze to Sinclair.
He was too ‘busy’ looking at his cuticles.
“Where did you put it?”
“Under the bumper on the passenger side,” she mumbled.
Sinclair and Elias looked to each other.
“Sweets, get back to bed with Kyan. You don’t need to be around the filth.” Sinclair strode away and the front door creaked as he opened it, allowing a draft so cold that the seconds the door was opened, it caused the chill to reach me.
He was crazy to go out there without proper clothing.
“I’m a bit parched, may I have some water?” She fluttered her eyelashes up at Elias.
“No.” Elias folded his arms over his chest.
She frowned and pursed her lips.
“Just get her the damn water,” I muttered, peering over at Elias. He scowled and moved to the kitchen area.
I rubbed my arms and got closer to the fire.
“You don’t deserve them,” she said, abrupt and harsh.
Wood from the fire popped as it was slowly devoured.
“For your sake, I’ll act like you didn’t say that.” I forced a pleasant smile and stepped up to her. I leaned lower so my face neared hers. “Keep your opinions to yourself. Next time they try to kick you out, I won’t stop them.”
She paled and shrunk into herself.
“Briar!” Kyan’s shout echoed from upstairs.
“I have a warm bed to return to withmyAlphas.” I turned my back on her and ascended with quick, padding steps.
An arm caught me as I entered the room, and Kyan swept me up, my belly curved over his stomach, stealing my air.
He tossed me onto the bed. I bounced a few times, and he dragged me to the edge, toward him, yanking my shorts off when I hit the edge.
“Where were we?” Kyan purred and pushed my knees wider to fit his shoulders.
“Dealing with one of your prior lovers.” I couldn’t withhold the bite in my tone. “Would either of them . . .”
I trailed off, not knowing what I was asking.
