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That damn pentagram.
I throw the covers off of me and race to the bathroom.
And then, to my utter embarrassment and humiliation, I empty the meager contents of my stomach into the toilet as tears burn the backs of my eyes like iron brands.
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TEN: BROOKS
Ipress my back against the closed bathroom door, listening to Lily puke her guts out, feeling like complete shit.
She’s locked the door. She doesn’t want me in there, and I don’t blame her. Lily Dean never liked people to see her vulnerable—I suppose that’s one of the few things that hasn’t changed.
But now that only a flimsy board of wood separates us, every atom of my body itches to tear the door down, lift her off the tiles, and cradle her in my arms. When she or my brothers got a skinned knee or cut their finger, they’d come crying to me, and I’d patch them up.
That’s my job. I’m the big brother.
But there ain’t a Band-Aid big enough to patch what’s broken between us.
It would be a mistake to go in there. That would mean acknowledging what Lily still means to me.
I caught a flash of her eyes as she ran for the bathroom. She looked like someone had stabbed her through the heart.
Did Jackson do this to her? Why is he sneaking around and stealing her clothes?
I’m going toguthim. I’m going to string him to the ceiling fan with piano wire around his nuts and set it to spin…
Did we do this to her?
From behind the door, Lily makes a choking sound that tears open my chest.
What’s happened to her? Why isn’t she in school? We left her in Haddenwood so she could have her perfect life. Hernormallife. She’s supposed to have everything we’ll never have.
She’s the reason we’re still fighting. She’s the reason we held her werewolf date down on prom night and took care of business. The family business. We were born to do this. We’ve been training our whole lives, but she…
She was never supposed to know about the world of monsters and magic. She was supposed to marry the lucky bastard who gave her that T-shirt, become a scientist, have three kids, and—
My blood boils.
I pound my fists against my thighs, desperate to quell the rising tide of rage surging inside me.
No. Don’t think about Lily having babies with some guy.
Especially not when only a few minutes ago, she was stretched out across our nuptial bed, that godforsaken T-shirt riding up her thighs, giving me a peek of smooth, pale skin.
I am only fucking human.
And I am still rock-hard while thinking about her.
Get down,I yell silently at my dick.I don’t have time to deal with your shit right now. Lily needs me.
Lily isn’t yours anymore,he seems to shoot back at me as he strains against the waistband of my boxers.She never was. But maybe, if she parades that cute little ass of hers around, you could change that…
I need an ice bath.
And a dick amputation.
No, maybe not that.
