Page 132 of Enchanted

Damien frowned. “I listen to my instincts.”

Nate wasn’t the only one to laugh. “If that was true, you wouldn’t have chosen Ethan as your next target. And if that was really true, you wouldn’t have let me close enough to do this.”

I had just enough time to slap my hand over Ethan’s eyes before Nate reached out and booped Damien on the nose.

Literally said the word ‘boop’ and everything.

That in itself wouldn’t hurt him, obviously. But the bolt of lightning he unleashed with the touch?

Let’s just say we all knew what a vampire looked like cooked from the inside out now.

“For fuck’s sake, Nate,” I growled, keeping my hand over Ethan’s eyes. “In front of Ethan? Really?”

“Sorry,” he said, sounding anything but. “Cunt had it coming though.”

Ethan’s voice was muffled against my chest. “Is he dead?”

“Kind of.” I kissed the top of his head, reminding myself that he was here. That he was safe. “He’ll recover shortly.”

“And the bombs?”

I eased him back just enough to see his face. “Bombs?”

“That’s what he was trying to set off,” Ethan said urgently. “They’re hidden all over the hospital and the surrounding area.”

“Fuck.” I looked at Nate. “Is his phone okay?”

Nate bent over, picking up the melted plastic with a wince. “Um…”

Theo came up and smacked him around the side of the head. “See, this is what happens when you act without thinking.”

Nate’s nostrils flared as he wheeled on his twin. “Say that again. I fucking dare you.”

“Absolutely not,” Micah barked. “If you two get into a fight now, you’re both grounded for a month.”

Ethan’s lips twitched. “Grounded? Like children.”

I laughed quietly. “Sort of. They’ll be given the most boring jobs for a month. Ones where they won’t be allowed to kill or torture anyone.”

He swayed in my arms. “Goodness.”

Unfortunately, emotions and adrenaline were running too high for Micah’s threat to have any effect on the twins. They were now circling each other, teeth bared and power rising.

“Fuck’s sake,” Ez grumbled, giving Micah a long-suffering stare. “My turn.”

Noah stepped forwards to join him. Between them, they managed to separate the twins, physically dragging them to opposite ends of the warehouse.

Micah watched them go with a small frown. “What’s got into them?”

Benji folded his arms over his chest as his gaze flickered between the snarling brothers. “All things come to a breaking point. I think they’re reaching theirs.”

We all fell silent at that ominous pronouncement.

“What about the bombs?” Ethan said eventually. “We can’t just leave them out there. What if one of them accidentally goes off?”

“Don’t worry, Ethan,” Micah said. “We’ll take care of it.”

“About that,” Ethan said, peering around me at Micah, his eyes flicking over us. “Who exactly are you all? And if you tell me you’re all just models…”