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“But—”
“Genevieve, stay,” he ordered. He stared at me, waiting for me to protest. And he was right. I planned to. Because if I was right, my father was the one his mother was about to kill.
“No!” I hurried after him, and he grabbed me by the shoulders.
“Are you staying with me, or are you going with him?” he demanded. He didn’t bother to hide the rise in his voice. “Did I just waste my fucking time chasing after you? I told you, I can’t—”
“Let me help,” I interrupted. “It’s still you.”
“Then let them fucking handle it as a pack matter,” Killian replied. “I’m tired of fucking fighting this out with him. I can’t fucking win, Genevieve. But my brothers can take care of it for good in a way that doesn’t land me in jail.”
I chewed my lip.
“Don’t do anything stupid, please,” I said. He kissed my forehead and left me alone in the living room.
Chapter 85
Killian
You stay the fuck out of this,” Declan snapped, catching me by the arm.
“I—”
“I mean it,” he interrupted. His dark tone wasn’t lost on me as he stared me down. “Don’t fuck this up, Killian.”
“I—”
“Don’t fuck this up, Killian,” he repeated. Jesus fuck, this asshole.
“Are you going to let me say a fucking word?” I demanded hotly.
“Depends on what you’re about to say.”
“Protect Genevieve, please,” I whispered. “I don’t give two shits what happens to him, but she won’t be able to live with herself if the whole fucking pack and everyone in town learns what he did to her.”
“The plan is to deal with him here. It’s why I called him,” Declan replied. A growl tore through my throat.
“You what?”
“I called him, Killian. It was either deal with him here or deal with him somewhere that he gets an audience,” he said. “We’re exiling him from the pack, and we’ve already called the other packs to make sure they don’t give him a place to fucking go. He’ll have a week to leave Cedar Harbor, and Mom already called the church people to tell them what he did. And I don’t think Mom will kill him.”
Screaming on the front lawn interrupted us. Yeah, that didn’t sound like Mom wouldn’t kill him.
“Fuck,” Declan muttered. “Stay here.”
Fuck that shit. I gave him a few steps before following him outside—almost outside. I remained inside the doorway behind my brothers where I could go unseen.
“Now would be a lovely time to do what you discussed!” Mom snapped as she rounded on my brothers. Fuck, I was fucking glad I wasn’t on the receiving end of that look. She stood on the bottom step with Phillip, who was easily as pissed off as Mom was.
“Where’s my daughter?” he interrupted. And then this fucker caught sight of me in the goddamn doorway. He pointed at me, shouting, “What did you do with her, Byrne? Ruining her wasn’t enough for you?”
“Ruined her?” I growled. My blood ran hot with the accusation. I could only imagine what he thought of me after Genevieve’s confession. “I never—”
“That’s enough of that,” Declan cut in and stepped in front of me. Why’d he have to be such a burly motherfucker? I couldn’t see around him—honestly, it was probably best that I didn’t.
“Enough,” Sam barked. “He didn’t call you here. We did.”
“It doesn’t matter!” Phillip retorted. “You’re alike! The lot of you—”
