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He clenched his teeth, and Merrick Black pissed off was never a good thing. “Kincaid, I know you well enough to know that you’ve only been a hysterical mess maybe twice in your life. This isn’t entirely about you.”
My shoulders dropped and it was a wonder that I could still hold onto the cup in my hands. Even though they knew that I was safe from prosecution, my father was still concerned about retaliation in other ways. However, I wasn’t scared of what The Order might do. I’ve endured the loss of my brother and the heartbreak of walking away from Fox, so whatever August’s parents or The Order might have in mind, I welcomed it. I might have killed August Remington while enraged, but I still had a lot of anger living in my veins.
“I know you guys are worried about any possible…fallout from all this, but I’m fine,” I assured him. “Do you honestly think anyone’s going to risk coming after me for something so cut and dry? August attacked me, no matter how much the organization wants to believe that he’d been a good choice.”
“Honey, this is bigger than you just killing August Remington,” my mother chimed in. “You kids are…are…”
“Kincaid, you have Stone and Rylee with the first Hera contract ever,” Dad said, taking over Mom’s concerns. “Then Ross gets married without any regard to the expectations. Immediately after that, Saxton marries Hastings in the same exact fashion.” He let out a deep breath. “Now they’re aware that you and Saxton are best friends, and that you have been since grade school.”
“How do you know that?”
He shot me a look. “I do have connections who have become friends over the years, Kincaid. When your name came up in some whispered conversations, I was given a heads up.”
Interesting.
“And?”
“And?”
“Kincaid, honey-” Mom jumped in, trying to calm my father.
“Kincaid, if it’s not enough to announce that you and Saxton are best friends, it gets back to them that you and Fox Harrington are involved,” Dad continued, speaking over my mother. “Fox goddamn Harrington. Seriously?”
That got my back up. “What’s wrong with Fox Harrington?”
“Nothing,” he bit out. “That’s the problem. You go and kill August Remington, and then the people locking in your story are Saxton Voss, Stone Lexington, Fox Harrington, and Ross Carmichael. You don’t think the panel and the organization are going to be concerned about that?”
“I really don’t care, Dad,” I told him honestly. “I’m not responsible for other people’s nightmares. And if it’s true that our…friendships are making the organization nervous, well then I suggest they don’t do anything to piss us off.”
“Kincaid-”
“No, Dad,” I snapped. “If you want to be worried, then fine. I can’t help that. But if you think I’m going to walk around, scared of the boogieman, then you’re very mistaken.”
“Kincaid, the boogieman exists, even if you’re not afraid of him,” Mom said.
I arched a brow. “Mom, when are you going to see it?”
“See what?”
“That I am the boogieman,” I told her.
My Dad’s chin came up, and I could see pride in his eyes, even though he wished things were different. That I was different.
Looking at both my parents, I said, “I got this.” Because I did.
They had no idea.
