Page 59 of Knot My Sin

Shit, my anger is showing through the bond.

“Want to see if you still like it, Sweetness?” I ask her, keeping my voice even.

She’s in the deep corner of the couch, her head on Flynn’s shoulder as they lay together. Glancing over at me, she frowns at something she sees. She’s so observant, I realize something is giving away my anger.

Opening my hand, I shift my weight, smiling at her. My emotions aren’t something she needs to worry about right now, not when she may misunderstand them.

“That sounds good,” she says slowly. “Are you okay?”

“Absolutely,” I tell her. At Wren’s insistent glare, I blow out a breath. “I’m having a very murderous moment, Sweetness. The drive will help a little since I can’t kill people right now.”

“Why are you murdery?” Wren asks, making me chuckle. The way she said that was adorable.

“Every time you mention something you weren’t allowed to do, or you try to remember something you haven’t done in a long time, I’m reminded of why and want to kill people,” I tell her.

Wren’s lips twist as she thinks about that, making me take a step forward.

“For the record, I don’t want you to stop telling us things,” I rumble. “I just may react a little toward it and imagine all the ways I can kill anyone who has ever hurt you.”

I wait, expecting her to ask me why I care. This is what she’s asked me in the past, and it rips my damn heart to shreds.

“Thank you for explaining it to me,” she murmurs. “It’s nice that I’m not the one who sometimes imagines gutting Trey. I just don’t think I have it in me.”

“You’d be surprised what people are capable of, Sweetness. I’m going to go order and pick up our food before someone’s stomach starts to complain,” I say, taking a step back.

I’m not really dressed the way I usually would when I leave the house, but I’m just going up the road for some pizza and the grocery store for snacks. Knowing the guys, they’ll all want their favorites. We’ve pretty much devoured anything sweet in the house during the last few days.

As I turn, I pull out my phone, unlocking it as I walk up the stairs and out of the room. Working quickly, I put in our food order on the restaurant’s app, picking up my keys at the front entrance of the house.

As predicted, the weather is bright and sunny now, even as the sun is getting closer to setting. Opening the front door, I step out, locking it behind me. The guys are with our omegas, so I don’t feel the need to arm the alarm. Everest said he was going to teach Wren the code so she knows it.

It’s just another way we’re screwing things up. I don’t know what the right thing to say or do is. Wren showed me just now that she is sensitive to our moods, so I guess the best policy is honesty.

My phone buzzes as I walk to my vehicle, and I glance down to see who it is. Fuck.

Jas: Time is running out, Shaw. I want to see my sister. I’m losing patience.

Hitting his number to call him, I unlock my SUV, opening the door.

“I didn’t expect you to call me,” Jasper says. I can hear the sound of people fighting in the background, making me wonder if he’s training people.

I don’t know everything that he does in Chicago, but I do know that he trains some of the best underground fighters in the country. Jas fought his way out of his neighborhood, and then his boss gave him a job. He fought in the rings for a few years, until he hurt his shoulder.

Now he trains others, and he’s damn good at it.

“I’m about to start driving, so it’s either this or not answer,” I grunt, climbing into the vehicle. “What’s up?”

“I want to see my sister,” he replies. “Has she talked about me anymore?”

“No, but we haven’t really had a chance to talk,” I explain, starting the car and putting it into drive. “Flynn had his heat, and things got a little crazy.”

Jasper is quiet for a moment, and I realize what I said and how it could be taken. Ugh, I shouldn’t be allowed to people right now.

“I—”

Jas cuts me off before I can continue. “Is she bonded to you or did you ignore her during it? Fuck, I’m not even sure how I want you to answer that,” he groans.

Our situation is confusing, and I don’t even know how to respond. I didn’t fuck your sister, but I didn’t ignore either? Her pussy tastes delicious, though I didn’t get to taste it from the source?

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