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“It’ll pass, and you’ll want her naked again in an hour,” Rafe said, reaching for my tie.
I already wanted her naked again. The lack of hunger was just a newer sensation.
“No coat.” I stopped Zander. Brynn preferred it when I rolled my sleeves up and ditched the coat.
“You’re bleeding through your shirt in a dozen places. The coat goes on.” Rafael grabbed it from Zander. “You won’t get to fuck her again if they kill you.”
I hadn’t fucked her in the first place.
That would change as soon as possible.
“They won’t kill me. Any mated demon would do exactly what I did if someone drank from their mate.” My shoulders tightened at the memory.
And Anthony was still alive?
“Weknow that. But you need to be your normal, uptight self so the government doesn’t use this as an opportunity to take one of us out,” Rafe said.
“We’ve got to go.” Zander opened the door.
Buttoning my coat to hide a spot of blood I’d noticed on my abdomen, I followed him out. I didn’t give a damn about my messy hair, or my lack of shoes.
At the bottom of the stairs, I found Brynn already sitting on the couch. Her soft, golden hair was damp, and she had on a simple, light pink sweater dress that clung to her gorgeous curves. Tatum and Miles sat on either side of her as she finished telling her story to the supernatural government’s representatives. She’d left out all the details about the sex, thankfully.
I recognized both of them immediately. Ronin was a werewolf, and Maggie was a vampire. Neither of them had anything against us. She was mated, and while he wasn’t, the wolves were a hell of a lot more possessive over their mates than demons.
My life definitely wasn’t at risk.
I walked around to the front of the couch, and picked Brynn up without pause. She made a noise of surprise, but didn’t protest as I sat back down with her on my lap, her back to my chest.
Tatum and Miles slipped away, giving us space as I told my side of the story, and we both answered their questions. Soon enough, they’d agreed it was my right to end Anthony’s life if I chose to do so, and walked out of the house.
Brynn slipped off my lap, forcing a smile. “Good acting, Crash.”
Goodwhat?
I blinked, and she was already disappearing up the stairs. Miles and Tatum followed her, and I rose to my feet, intent on doing the same.
Zander and Rafael stepped in front of the stairs, blocking my path.
“What the hell?” Irritation colored my voice.
“Sorry, we’ve got strict orders to give the ladies their space,” Rafael drawled.
“Come help me cook,” our mother called from the kitchen.
None of us budged.
“My mate is upset about something. I’m going to talk to her. Move, or I’ll move you,” I said.
“We know why she’s upset.” My dad draped an arm over my shoulder. “We’ll fill you in while we cook. Not much time left to get Thanksgiving dinner made.”
I grumbled, but let him lead me to the kitchen.
Mom was putting the turkey in the oven, her expression grim. “We’ll be eating late, this year.”
“Don’t stress about it, Love. No one minds.” Dad released me, pulling her into his arms and plopping a kiss on her forehead.
Her lips curved upward the tiniest bit, and my chest ached.
