Page 135 of Priest and his Anarchist

My jaw clenches. How’d Archer know about that? I thought it was a fucking Hayes thing.

“Go. I’ll keep them here.”

The more time I spend with him, the more I realize why Dad trusted him all those years ago.

Stella draws up beside me, pointing to the door. Archer grows tense beside me, but she barely notices. “The door, it’s unlocked?”

I turn off the panel of my car. “Fucking bitch.”

“What does that door mean!” Halen calls out, trailing behind me.

I snap, spinning around in her face. “Get the fuck back in the car!”

“No!” Halen’s face scrunches. “I will not! You told us we could come, that means we cou?—”

I don’t bother paying her any more attention, because War finally inserts himself—and his two balls—between us, finally putting her in her place.

I’m already halfway through the clearing when I hear footsteps rush up from behind me. What the fuck? I thought Archer had it.

“Priest!” Stella finally falls to step beside me. Of course it’s Stella. “What the fuck is going on?”

My phone vibrates again. River’s name flashes over the screen, but I shove it back in my pocket, dodging more fallen branches while reaching into the waistband of my jeans.

I flip the lever.

“Jesus, what the fuck? We killing her or something?”

The sound of twigs snapping beneath the soles of my shoes breaks through the rustling branches and chirping hollowness of the night.

“Stella, why the fuck did you come after I said to get in the car?” I ask while keeping focus solely on what’s going on around us.

She doesn’t hesitate. “You were looking at Halen, so I figured I didn’t count.”

I roll my eyes.

“Don’t roll those pretty little devil eyes at me, cousin! You and I both know that I don’t listen.”

“Huh, I wonder why that is…”

She dances in front of me.

“You do know that I can’t see you, right?” I say to her, sidestepping away from her swerving footsteps.

She must smile because her teeth flash through the night. “That’s the point, isn’t it? Humor me…do you fuck her even when she’s not her? Like, which one is better in bed? See, off the bat, I want to say Darling, right? Because she’s so damn psychotic, but!” She pauses, causing me to stop. I glare downat her, and even if she could see me, it still wouldn’t stop her. “But Luna, though. There’s something untouched about her innocence. Like, like the good girls are always the real freaks, leaving me out of the equation because I remember this one time?—”

“—Stella!”

“Sorry…” She giggles. “So did you? Fuck her when she split?”

I stop walking when I hear rustling in the distance. “What?”

Stella stops walking too. “Ah…you like them both! So, is this, like, a weird kink?”

“Stella.”

She snaps her fingers again, and I’m a second away from tearing them off. “Or! Wait! Is this a thing?”

“Stella.”

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