Page 167 of My Forbidden Alpha

“Yeah, but he didn’t go back to the majority of them,” Fiona whispers defensively, even with the music blaring loudly, we can all hear it.

That’s another thing that’s pissed me off. My sister’s fucking tolerated his shit for so long, yet he cast her aside and hurt her again and again. Yet she still loves him.

He thinks he can use women however he wants… I wonder how he’ll feel when his woman is used.

The game continues, and soon the turn I’m waiting for comes, and the bottle I just spun lands on Scarlett. Her eyes flash silver before I even open my mouth.

Careful there, make sure you don’t fucking piss her off,Elijah warns, his threat only irritates me further, but I don’t say that to him.

I wouldn’t dream of it,I answer through the mind-link, masking my anger. Of course, he’s going to side with the womanhe’s screwing.

“Alright, truth or dare?”

Either one will not be easy.

“Dare,” she answers, not even bothering to look at me.

“Hmm, I’m so bad with dares,” I say, playing the part as I sit back and look around. “Alright!” I slap my thigh as I sit forward again.

“What?” she asks venomously.

“I dare you… to kiss one of the guys here. You can pick any one of us. I’ll be nice.” I drag my words out in a singsong manner. “Or you can drop out, if that’s easier. You know, run from the situation?”

Our eyes meet and I know she knows exactly what the fuck I’m hinting at. Just how she ran that night.

“Shut the fuck up,” she snarls, looking around. I can hear her heart racing, and feel Elijah’s rage as she looks at the men.

“It’s just a game, Red, you don’t need to do it,” he says icily.

She frowns at him. “I think I can decide what to do for myself, right?” she counters irritably. I glance up, surprised at the hostility in her tone and realise she’s glaring at the way Fiona is stuck to Elijah’s side.

Ah, jealousy makes us do wild things.

“So, what’s it going to be?” I ask. “Or better, the question is who?”

“Are you really going to do this?” Elijah asks her quietly.

Their eyes meet and I love how there’s a glimmer of surprise in his. Hmm, seems she really might just mean something to him. Even better for me then.

She doesn’t respond to Elijah. Suddenly he sits forward, reaching past Fiona and grabs hold of Scarlett’s chin. Even I’m fucking surprised when he forces her to look at him, her eyes huge as he leans over and kisses her on the fucking lips.

Silence falls across the table. As Fiona gasps, Angela almostdrops her drink and Liam, the loser, looks devastated. Elijah moves back.

“Happy? This game is fucking over.”

“You kissed her,” Keira says, shocked.

Elijah turns to her. “And?”

“She’s your sister?!”

“Stepsister. Not blood, who fucking cares? No one else here is allowed to fucking kiss her,” he snarls.

Scarlett stands up. “I need another drink,” she mutters. I smirk watching her. Her eyes meet mine and I see the glimmer of fear in them.

Do I know? That’s the question in them.

She turns away quickly.

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