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Coleand I had just returned when Amelia ran past us toward the house. She looked exhausted and rung-out. Cole and I exchanged a look.
“You go.” he said. “You’re better with….people.”
“Ha,” I said, assuming he was being a smartass, but then realized he wasn’t. It would kill me to not be the one who was there for Amelia, and I patted his shoulder. “I’ll let you know what’s going on.”
“Thanks.”
I followed Amelia into the house. Her door was already shut.
“Amelia, what’s going on?”
Long seconds dripped by before she opened the door. Her lips were pressed tightly together, and her face was blotchy, her eyes bloodshot. My heart turned inside out. “What happened?”
“Nothing,” she whispered.
“Stone,” I corrected, already knowing. I held my arms out to her, and she hesitated, then folded herself into my arms. I rocked her back and forth, holding her tightly.
First, I’d comfort her.
Then I’d deal with Stone.
Downstairs,Cole, Karissa and Stone were sitting in the living room, all drinking beer and talking about nothing.
Cole sat forward when he saw me, setting his beer down on the coffee table. He wanted to know what was wrong with Amelia.
I vaulted the back of the couch and crashed into Stone.
“Hey, hey, what the hell?” Karissa shouted, jumping to her feet. “Shaw, I just mopped!”
Stone could probably take me in a fight. But I intended to get my punches in first.
The two of us rolled off the couch, and I buried my fist in his stomach, over and over, before he finally grabbed my throat in a choke hold and began to squeeze. I got some space and flipped him over, and he slammed into the coffee table, which fractured into a dozen pieces.
"Shaw!" Karissa screamed.
I scrambled on top of Stone and pinned him to the ground.
“How could you do that to Amelia?” I demanded. “Make her relive Brennan’s death? I thought you changed your mind about the witch!”
Stone stared up at me with an expression I couldn’t read. Did my arrogant older brother feel regret for once?
“Oh, that’s what this is about?” Karissa turned her furious gaze on Stone before she said, “Very well, Shaw, but you’re going to have to mop.”
I punched Stone across the face, and his head jerked back, slamming into the hardwood floor. He might’ve been able to block the punch, and I stared down at him in confusion. He wasn’t making this very satisfying.
Cole gripped my shoulders and dragged me off him. “Enough, Shaw. This isn't going to help anyone.”
I shrugged him off, turned to face him. “Did you know what he was going to do to her?”
Cole shook his head, anger written across his face. “No.”
“Good job, Stone,” I told him. “You really do fuck with the heads of anyone stupid enough to care about you.”
“Shaw, wait,” Karissa started to say, but I was already heading out of the living room.
I ripped off my shirt before I made it across the porch, already beginning to turn into a wolf.
I needed to stop thinking, stop seeing Amelia’s face.
