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“He’ll respond by attacking,” Zander countered.
“He’s going to attack anyway. Why not push him into doing it while we’re in a resort full of demons?”
“It risks your life more than we need to.”
“My life isalreadyat risk. I can’t let him scare me into hiding.”
“It’s not going to happen, Sweetheart.”
He turned back to his brothers, but they were still looking at me.
Studying me.
Thinking.
“It’s a good idea,” Rafael finally said, lifting his gaze to Zander. “It protects you with the government, too. No one will believe she’s been stolen from him if there are markings on your hands.” He waved his right hand, which was covered in the swirling, gunmetal gray marks of a demon’s sealed mate bond.
“Supernaturals are romantics about mate bonds,” Tatum said. “None of your family friends even questioned us.”
“You guys were already in love, so there was nothing to question,” Brynn pointed out. “It was written all over your faces.”
“It would be easier just to kill him,” Sebastian said. “The security alone at a mating ceremony would be a nightmare.”
“He has friends,” Rafael said. “If we kill him here, they could start a war. If we kill him at a resort, after he was making eyes at the bride and clearly threatening her, they have no ground. And if they start a war over that,ourfriends will fight with us.”
Sebastian dipped his head, agreeing with Rafael’s statement.
Zander growled, “It doesn’t matter what could happen if we sealed a bond, because we’re not sealing it. End of discussion.”
“You don’t get to make that decision on your own,” I countered.
“Like hell I don’t. It takes two to seal a bond, and I’m not doing it.”
“Then you shouldn’t have fed me your fucking blood.”
Tears welled in my eyes, so I strode out of the room before they had the chance to fall. Zander didn’t get to decide how and when to risk our lives; that wasn’t his call to make by himself. We were supposed to be a damn team.
Clearly, that ship had sailed.
Or just never arrived.
I heard my friends arguing with him before I closed the door to my room and sagged against the wood, finally letting my emotions roll down my cheeks.
I was so drained. So tired of being afraid. So ready to do something about it. My feelings of security had vanished the moment Evan turned me, and hadn’t come back. I didn’t know if theywouldcome back, even if he was dead and buried.
I stripped out of my workout clothes and tucked myself into bed, naked. The lights were off, and I wasn’t going to turn them back on. I doubted sleep would help me feel better, but I’d try it.
Minutes passed as I stared into the darkness, waiting for sleep to take me.
It didn’t happen.
After a while, there was a knock at my door. “Miles?” Zander’s tentative voice was on the other side of it.
I didn’t respond. It was probably immature, but I didn’t think I could handle another conversation with him. Not with all the overwhelming emotions running through me.
“I know you’re pissed. You have every right to be, too. But I need you to know that I only turned you down to protect you. If it was a matter of what I wanted, we would’ve sealed the bond the morning after I gave you that damn list of options. I refused your idea because of the danger it would put you in, not because I didn’t want you.”
Squeezing my eyes shut, I still didn’t respond.
