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I’m not the least bit surprised when I miss.
CHAPTER 30
KADE
“When we’ve dealt with Rylan, we need to talk,” Aden says.
I stare out of the upstairs hallway window, which looks out into the garden. Saige fires at a tree she’s spent the last several minutes mostly missing.
Harley is leaning against a tree behind her, hands shoved in his pocket, his eyes locked on her back. “About what?”
He was going to kiss her. Right fucking now. He was going to kiss her.
I curl my fingers into fists because when this is over, he’s dead.
“Saige and Harley,” Aden says.
I grind my teeth. “You say that like there’s—”
“Something is between them?” Aden interrupts.
I glare at him. “Of course, there—”
“Is,” Dariel interrupts, his gaze trained on the garden below. “There is.”
I stare at him. “And you’re letting this guy continue to breathe? Saige is ours. Not some surgeon who’s decided he wants to wriggle into her pants.”
Aden snorts his amusement. “Wriggle?”
I don’t laugh back because nothing about this is funny. “He’s forcing himself into her life. She doesn’t want him in it. You saw her just now.” I move to the stairs. “I should—”
Dariel grips my arm, halting me. “You’ll do no such thing.”
“So, you’re happy that we’ve left Saige with a guy who wants to fuck her?” I snarl.
“What I want,” Dariel says, speaking slowly, “is for her to be happy.”
“And I don’t. Is that it?” Rage forms in my gut when he doesn’t answer. I shrug his arm off. “Well, I do. And Saige doesn’t need Doctor Ego. She has us. She has the Hounds. And Cerberus hadthreeheads. Not four.”
Aden’s lips twitch. “I hate to be the one to tell you this, Kade, but all that mythology? Doesn’t mean it’s history.” His smile soon fades as he turns back to the window. “We need to talk about it when Rylan is dead.”
“You haven’t tried to talk to her before?” Dariel asks Aden.
They’re busy talking, so now seems like a good time to deal with Harley. I turn to leave.
“She denied it and point blank refused to talk about it.” Aden pauses. “She’s doing it for us. Because she doesn’t want to hurt us.”
I stop, angling my head back. “You don’t know that.”
Aden turns from the window to lean on the hallway beside it, arms crossed. “You didn’t see the way he was looking at her, and you didn’t see the way she was trying not to look at him. She cares about you, and she knows you hate him, so she’s fighting her feelings for him.”
“She doesn’t have feelings for him,” I bite out.
Aden’s expression doesn’t change. “Are you sure about that?”
I swing to face Dariel. “We’ll deal with him after. Is there any way we can get to Rylan on this bridge where no one will see?”
Dariel shakes his head. “And we don’t have long to plan.”
