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“Come on.” Raze nudges his head towards outside. I follow him, evil eyeing Miles, who was
sporting the most asshole grin on the planet on my way out. “Sit.” Raze points to the seat that I was
sitting on the other day when Miles came out to find me with Chucky. I take a seat, drawing my legs
up. “What do you want to talk about?” he asks, leaning on the table in front of me with his arms
crossed.
“This plan, or whatever it is you need me for. What is it?”
I look up at him. His fingers grip around the table, causing his veins to pop out of his hands and
arms.
“How much do you know about The Devil’s Own?” he asks me, head tilting as he studies me
closely. His eyes are like lasers that beam into me, looking at me from the inside out. When he looks
at me, he does it with so much intensity I don’t know whether to fan myself or squirm. “Not much.” I pull my legs down and cross them. “I mean, I know them, but not enough to tell you
anything. Why?”
“Do I look familiar to you?” he asks, his eye twitching.
I shake my head. “I don’t know? Are you supposed to?”
“Don’t be smart.” He bends down in front of me. “Look at me. Do I look familiar to you?” he
repeats.
“I heard you the first time, Raze, and the answer is still no.”
He watches me, his eyes moving between each of mine. “Beast is my brother, Millie. We have the
same mother, different fathers.”
I don’t know Beast that well, so I don’t know if I should be shocked by this. The only real
conversation I had with any of those boys was with Hella or Frost. Frost who, back then, would
annoy me when he’d hit on me. Now? I’m thinking that wouldn’t bother me so much. “Okay?” I answer flatly. “I don’t know enough about Beast. I know Hella, and I sort of know
Frost.” I grin at the memory I have of him hitting on me in the kitchen at the clubhouse one day… and
then at Hella’s, and then at Jada’s place, and then, lastly, at Beast and Meadow’s wedding. That was
the same wedding I got ripped away from, the wedding Raze’s men put their hands on me, the night
they hurt my sister, Melissa, to get me here… the night I still don’t understand why they took me in the
first place. Why? My brain is clogged with unanswered questions.
“Why are you smiling?” Raze asks, his eyes narrowing on me.
“I’m not, now. I stopped smiling the second I remembered how I got here, which is something you
still haven’t told me.” I stand and walk towards Raze.
