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I can stick this out.
I’ll pay back my debt and bounce as soon as I can, and not one of the Wyverns will ever realize the deep, dark truth that has to be a lie.
Their scents say we belong together.
That’s why I can never let them taste mine.
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Sixteen
HUNTER
I’m glad I didn’t drink last night because a hangover would be the shit icing on this day. My knuckles clench, aching for a bag or a face to smash. While the Redfang cartel tears up the city, looking for revenge, our pack leader digs at Finn and me like we’re the enemy.
“You shouldn’t have taken her out,” Atlas growls for the twentieth time, angrily flicking the turn signal as the four of us head home from Wyvern House.
“She was already out,” Finn says beside me. “We just took her farther.”
“She needed help,” I clarify instead of ripping into him the way he needs.
Also, she was bleeding every-fucking-where.
We may not want the omega, but we can’t neglect her to death.
“Craig stocked the kitchen. Leave her in the basement where she belongs.” Jett rides shotgun, looking like ice, but the hum of tension through our pack bond won’t let our brother lie. He’s wound way too fucking tight.
“It’s all empty,” Finn says, oddly passionate. “And it smells like mold.”
Atlas growls. “Fucking Craig.”
The guy is an ass, but an ass we’re stuck with.
If we’re talking about asses, I’d rather be stuck with Lilah’s…
But we’re not talking about Lilah.
We’re not talking about the pack or the problems we need to address, because my brothers love them some denial. I see every fucking issue. Every fucking thing.
Don’t get me started on Orion.
I’ve tried leveling with Atlas. But truth hurts. He didn’t want to hear shit when we were fifteen and he crushed Orion’s heart.
He doesn’t want to hear shit now when he’s doing the same.
Calling these assholes out never works. Never.
When Finn was spiraling, I called him out hard. Told him to stop mixing booze and bikes. Stop with the booze altogether, because that shit would get him killed. He needed therapy, not another hit of adrenaline and oblivion.
And what did Finn fucking do?
He said I didn’t understand. He said I was overreacting.
Then he picked a fight with an MC, stole a bike, and crashed into a fence high off his ass, lucky he lost a tooth and not his entire skull.
What worked?
Beating the shit out of him and promising to do the same again and again and again if I ever caught him high on any substance stronger than tap water.
