Page 9 of Demons

I took the cigarette from my teeth. “That’s not why he’s here.”

“Then, tell me something that makes this okay,” he pleaded.

I sighed, glancing over at the others. Sebastian was looking at JB in horror. It wasn’t like I’d killed him. Just shut him up for a bit. He’d come to eventually. Wells stood back with his arms crossed over his chest, watching everything with that wide-eyed look of his. Storm, however, was looking at me. He was harder to read. We both knew that if the fucker had flirted with Briar, he’d be strung up. As insane as Storm had been acting lately, JB might have already been dead.

“I found him fucking some bitch he’d picked up at a bar,” I explained, not that it was their business. “He shouldn’t have flirted with Capri if he was going to fuck around.” Yeah, it didn’t sound sane, saying it out loud either.

King raised his eyebrows as he stared at me as if I had grown another head. “This is about him fucking someone else?”

I nodded putting the cigarette back between my lips and inhaled the smoke that was gonna be what eventually killed me, wishing he’d shut the fuck up.

“You can’t kill him for that,” King said, sounding like he was ready to have me committed.

“Didn’t really plan on it. I debated it, sure, but he needed to be taught a lesson.”

King’s brows drew together. “What lesson was that exactly?”

I took the cigarette from my mouth and put it out on JB’s arm. His body jerked, and he moaned, then lifted his head.

“There. See, he’s awake,” I said, giving my brother a sadistic grin before turning back to the bastard still groaning. “He needed to learn not to make Capri think he’s something he is not.”

JB’s head did something weird that I thought was meant to be a nod.

I cut my eyes back over to King. “I think he got the message.”

Wells let out a short laugh. “Ya think?”

My eyes shot to him, and Sebastian shoved his arm.

“Shut up,” he hissed at Wells, who looked nervous.

His eyes swung to King, as if he thought King could save him if I really wanted to do anything to him. How the fuck he and Wilder were related, I didn’t know. Wilder I’d take a bullet for.

“Can we let him down and take him home?” King asked me.

I shrugged. “I’m not taking him anywhere.”

King let out a weary-sounding sigh. “Can I take him home?”

I stuck a new cigarette back between my teeth. “Do what the fuck you want,” I told him, then headed for the door.

Wells stepped out of the way quickly.

“If this is how you’re gonna react, we need to let Capri go,” King called out behind me.

I stopped my teeth from sinking into the butt of the cigarette.

“Guys will flirt with her. You can’t teach them all a lesson. We won’t have any stablehands left,” Sebastian added.

I took a deep breath and tried to remember these men were family. The demon inside me didn’t seem to give a fuck about that though. It was me who had to overpower the simmer threatening to take control.

“She stays,” I bit out.

No one said anything. The silence was only making things worse.

I spun around and slammed my hand against the wall. “SHE STAYS!” I roared, not recognizing my own voice.

King nodded. “Okay. She stays. I’m going to make sure every male who steps on the property is aware she is off-limits though.”

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