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“Like I don’t know why you’re here,” he scoffs, giving me a sneer.

This must be Fenrir. His twin looks exactly the same, but Thor has a much harder edge that his brother never quite manages to match no matter how hard he tries. The sneer is one of his favorite expressions, because his dark eyes don’t ever get as cold and empty as Thor’s do.

I take a step forward, ready to push past him to get inside.

He puts his hands on my shoulders and gives me his version of his brother’s cold stare.

“You’re not welcome here, and you never will be.”

I pull away from his grasp, glowering back at him.

He smiles. “Your guardian is talking to my father. You can see her when she’s done.”

I push the note back in front of him, and he slaps the pad out of my hand.

“You don’t deserve to breathe the same air as we do,” he tells me. “You will never have an audience with my father. Never.”

Goddess, I thought Apollo was the worst of the Masters’ boys. Clearly, despite having different mothers, they’re all cut from their father’s cloth. I suppose they do all live with him.

He’s about to close the door on me, and I’m seriously contemplating shifting to fight my way inside, when his younger brother tugs the door open wider from behind him.

Orion has always seemed a bit quieter than his brothers, less openly abrasive and cocky.

He’s a little smaller in frame, but no less Alpha than they are.

Fenrir scowls at him. “What do you think you’re doing?”

“Thor is pretending he’s you again,” Orion says, which only makes Fenrir roll his eyes again.

“So what?” Fenrir asks.

“He’s got that girl you like in your bedroom …”

Fenrir’s face goes white before he storms away.

Orion gives me a sympathetic smile, crouching to pick up my notepad and passing it back to me without losing eye-contact. “I’m sorry. My brothers lack manners. I assume you need to speak with my father?”

I nod, wary but thankful as I hold the notepad against my chest.

He gestures to me to come into the house.

I step inside, taking in how much grander the house is compared to the cabin I share with Alina close to the forest. The Alpha’s house has stone walls and it’s much, much bigger. I glance at the wooden staircase as I follow Orion past it, and down a long hallway.

The youngest Masters brother is a year older than I am, and he’s not too much taller.

He’s the least physically imposing, but he has a definite take-charge attitude and now it also seems like he’s much more mature than his Alpha-hole bully brothers.

His attitude is a lot sexier to me than a built body.

Goddess, no, Lita. Don’t start crushing on one of these guys.

They’re all out of bounds for you, and you know you’re about to be sent to your inevitable death, besides.

It’s not the time to start wishing you’d had the chance to pop your cherry.

You never much cared about it before. Don’t start now.

I can’t help the flush that burns my cheeks when he turns and smiles at me.

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