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“How is that not a big fucking deal?” I whisper-shouted, and he shushed me. “What the hell happened? Is he okay?”
Ares patted the air. “He will be if you let us fucking go get him. D and Thatcher are out in my truck. I forgot my phone, which is why I came back inside, and you holding us up more isn’t helping the situation.”
His tone turned serious, and his next move was to head toward that door again.
I grabbed my coat.
“The fuck you think you’re—”
“I’m going,” I shot, cutting around him, and he groaned at a volume where anyone else in a decent radius would have heard him. I only hoped Ramses wasn’t working late in his studio tonight.
With me in front of him, Ares had no choice but to follow me, and I finished putting on my coat while he trailed behind me.
“Little,” he started, but I was already at his tank of a ride, the thing humming outside the garage. I spotted the dark prince in the front seat, but before he could get out into the chilled area, I was making my way into the back.
“Uh,” Dorian started before cutting a look at Ares who was also getting in the ride. My twin took the driver’s side. Dorian frowned at him, then me. “What’s going on?”
I tucked myself in next to Thatcher who took up a good portion of the back. The boy was a man-beast, big in the sense where he was both muscular and tall, so that didn’t leave for much room in the back. Upon seeing me, he just about dropped his phone. His lips turned down. “What are you doing? I thought you were hanging out with Bow tonight.”
“I am.” I closed the door, then strapped in. “She’s upstairs sleeping and won’t miss me. I’m going with you guys.”
Dorian’s frown deepened. “Since when?” His tone was curious more than anything. He swung a look to Ares. “You tell her we were going to get Wells?”
“Nah, man. At least not by choice. She just fucking accosted me in the kitchen and bled that shit out of me,” Ares huffed, and Thatcher barked a laugh back here with me.
“Of course, she did,” he said, returning to his phone. His thumbs dashed across his screen. “She’s you but with a vagina.”
A punch from Ares, and more than one from Dorian who just about climbed in the back seat with us. I literally thought the dark prince was going to climb over the center console, half his body in the back seat, before he finished with Thatcher.
“Shit, man. What the fuck?” Thatcher gritted when Dorian slapped a final hand against the side of his head. Thatcher basically looked like he’d been mauled by a tiger at this point, his dark hair askew, his face flushed. “The fuck? It’s true!”
Dorian raised another fist, but this time, I punched Thatcher. I got him so quick and hard the large boy actually rubbed his arm after.
He grinned at me. “You really are Wolf’s sister.”
“Shut the fuck up, bro.” Ares’s head touched his seat, his eyes to the ceiling. “Anyway, yes, I told her Wells was arrested. She wants to come, but this truck isn’t moving until you get out of it, little.” Ares turned in his seat. “You don’t need to complicate things. We got this handled.”
“How so?”
“You don’t need to worry about it. Just know we got this.”
This sentiment seemed to be shared by Thatcher, who nodded, but Dorian still had a well-placed frown on his lips. I expected for him to state the same, but when he strapped in and told Ares to get driving, he had everyone darting a look up front.
“We do have it handled, so it won’t be a big deal if she comes,” he said, flooring me and everyone else in the truck. He waved them off. “We’re wasting time. We need to go, so are we?”
Ares still had his head angled in Dorian’s direction, but with a huff, he put his Hummer into gear. Next thing I knew, we were on the road, and I was still at a loss for words.
He was letting me go?
I thought, out of everyone, he might fight my decision the most. We hadn’t even had a full conversation since that day in my bedroom.
When you kicked him out.
I’d had good reason, always a thing between him and me and that stuff he said… about me being manipulated by his grandpa…
I hadn’t liked a lot of what he’d shared that night. Especially when I found out Callum had threatened Dorian’s mom. I didn’t think the dark prince was lying to me about that, but there could have been a miscommunication with his grandpa or something else.
I hated I even had to question that.
