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I let my guard down, knowing I wasn’t in danger. Clearly, I wasn’t. Aside from my injured knuckles, which was my fault technically, I was in one piece.
Some catchup doses, twelve hours of sleep, and a nice hot meal should be the perfect remedy to cure a hangover.
Instead, I’m here.
About to get a damn tracker put in my flesh.
Fun…
“You seriously don’t remember anything from the incident last night?” Domino drills for the one-hundredth time.
“Have you always talked so fucking much?” I counter, not even realizing I’m saying what’s in my mind out loud.Oops. “My bad. I thought I said that in my head.”
“She’s lost her fucking mind,” Domino groans in dismay.
Ares is smirking at me. “I think she just likes pissing you off.”
“Sweet Dynamite. You had us worried, you know? You should have seen Domino speeding down the freeway at 200 m.p.h., desperate to ensure you were al?—”
“Shut the fuck up, Zander!” Domino shouts far too loud, reminding me that I still have an annoying headache.
“Could you just have your tantrum outside?” I groan. “You’re so loud.”
“I’ll stay here and be as loud as I fucking want!” Domino snaps. “This is my ho?—”
“Arlo.” The man in question, who hasn’t said a single word since he entered Zander’s room—yes, I’m sitting on Zander’s bed—is now dragging Domino by the collar with ease.
The sight is baffling, leaving me with a jaw-dropping expression while Ares sighs and follows their lead.
“Why don’t you stay here, Zander, while Domino and I head to the grocery store to pick up some more nutritious food, so Sweet Canary starts her very strict eating schedule.”
“Aww,” I whine and uncross my legs to pout at the smirking man and his brother, who’s just been standing quietly next to him this entire while. “It’s not like I was intentionally starving myself. You guys are the ones who said I can only eat when you offer or order me to.”
“We recall,” Ares admits, looking annoyed at the rule that was in the contract. “Let’s fix that here and now. If you’re hungry, you eat. I don’t care what it is. As long as we keep your sugar levels manageable and you properly take yourmedication,” he declares and points to Warren. “Aries gave us each one of those pens for emergencies.”
“Pens…” I need a moment, seeing as my brain is still a tad sluggish. “Oh. You mean that EpiPen that gives me a spike of Glucagon.”
Now that he mentions it… Bunny had that. He knows I have diabetes.
“Sure,” Ares notes.
“It’s Warren,” Warren mutters with a side eye that makes Ares shrug.
“Whatever Mr. Grumpy. C’mon, you’re going with us.”
“Why the fuck do I have to come with you?” Warren argues.
“You’re on unpaid punishment for listening to that douche over there,” Ares announces, leaving me more confused at what he means by that.
“Why is Warren on unpaid punishment?” I ask.
“Dolcezza.”
I turn my head, noticing the spoonful of vanilla pudding in Zander’s grasp that he’s offering me.
“It’s sugar-free! Try it.”
Observing it, I’m intrigued that it looks inviting.
