I shot up so fast my hair tumbled into my face as I bounced off Honor and smacked into Rage by accident.
This damn car was too small for these giants!
“Oww,” I muttered between clenched teeth, pushing my hair back.
Honor chuckled, and without thinking, I swung my right elbow back, twisting my body with the strike to give it extra power. I felt my elbow connect with his collarbone, and he released a muffled grunt, making me grin.
Hedeservedit, and it wasn’t anything more than I’d do with Mack when he was out of line.
A blur of brown hair flew into my face, and I came face-to-face with Rage once again.
“Don’thit my brother,” he snapped.
Sucking in a sharp breath, I tried to swallow as my retort caught in my throat. The other three spoke all at once.
“Ease up, Rage.”
“I’m fine,” Honor said.
“Give the cub a break,” Noble spoke from the driver’s seat. “She’s just asserting dominance.”
Justice managed to get out “Seriously, Rage—”
And then I lost it. “Get the hell out of my face unless you want to lose one of those pretty green eyes!”
I planted my hands on his chest, splayed out fingers over rock hard muscle, and then shoved him against the door with a snarl. Climbing onto my knees, I leaned forward—into his personal space. “The next time you decide to playalpha, remember which clan you belong to—and which one you don’t.” I shoved him one more time and added, “I don’t answer to you, so stop with the pissing match.”
My heart thrummed with adrenaline as my actions caught up to my consciousness.
Not smart, Nai.
Rage’s expression was pure murder. His eyes glowed orange, and I couldfeelhow close his wolf was. A pelt of black fur swam down his arm before disappearing beneath his skin.
Forcing a tight smile, I smoothed his shirt. “Uh, so yeah, this car is small, and that … might’ve been a little more than necessary.”
I yanked my hands back, realizing that I was practically feeling him up. With my cheeks burning, I took my seat and fastened my belt.
The other three men all stared at me.
Closing my eyes to them, I tamped down the urge to run—not that there was anywhere to go.
“Maybe we should … uh … start over,” Noble said. “My name is Noble, from Midnight Clan.”
I blinked my eyes open.
Before I could ask, he pointed to the guy riding shotgun. “This is my brother Justice.” Then he pointed to the dude on my left. “And Honor.”
Yeah, I’d caught the names before, but I’d play along for nicety sake.
I turned to Rage. “Is your name really Rage?” Unsurprisingly, he curled his lip in a non-answer, so I glanced back to Honor. “Is it?”
Because if their mom named three of them after virtues and one after a vice—
“His name is Courage, but…” Noble faced forward and put the car in gear before merging back onto the road.
Shaking my head, I snorted and then muttered, “But clearly, Rage suits him better.”
Noble and Honor chuckled, and Justice grunted, but it wasn’t lost on me that none of them bothered to contradict me.
