Nothing shitty about me shining,I protested.

“What the fuck?” Killian spat, darkness flashing in his bloodshot eyes.

“You disappoint me, Prince Chaos,” I said, eyes half-lidded. “That’s all I get after saving your royal princeling butts?”

“Sy? Is it really you?” Rowan stuttered. “What’s going on?”

“Sure is, sugar,” I said, giving Rowan a little sultry wave.

He tried to walk around me to insert himself between the chaos prince and me, but the second they faced each other, these two would be at each other’s throats again.

We wouldn’t want that,Barbie agreed.

I threw up a hand sharply to stop his advance.

Wild cat’s out of the bag.Barbie pressed her fingers to her temples.Fuck.

“Wild cat’s out of the bag, fuck,” I echoed, delighted. “And I’m the wild cat who’s been sleeping with sugar Rowan while Barbie watched in fascination from the sidelines.”

Barbie kicked my shin, and I dodged.

“Barbie and I are like day and night,” I drawled, twirling a finger for dramatic effect. “We’re two badasses sharing one body. Two peas in a pod. To keep these gorgeous forms”—I gestured at my body— “we need constant feeding.”

The killing rage in Killian’s eyes dimmed, and the furious rumbling from his chest faded. He glanced at Rowan, who glared back. But both heirs’ murderous intent had drained away.

They finally got it.

Rowan’s silver gaze slid from Killian to me. “So every time we fucked, Barbie was watching?”

“Watching in fascination,” I purred. “But she always cut our fun short. Had Underhill kick you out, even when Underhill told her you weren’t finished.”

“Cockblocker.” Rowan’s voice dropped to a dangerous whisper, his eyes darkening.

Shit, he was so hot when he got like this!

I flashed him a wicked smile. “We had to bribe her with pink diamonds just to get some peace. See, Barbie only speaks one language.”

Rowan and Killian both raised an eyebrow, waiting.

“Gold,” I drawled. “Or in our case, diamonds.”

Barbie’s lips curled into a sulky pout.

“Now I get why my house let you in,” Killian said, his eyes narrowing thoughtfully. “It mistook you for Barbie.” He shook his head with a dark laugh. “And here Silas thought Barbie was a shifter.”

“Not his kind of shifter,” Rowan said, running long fingers through his dirt-and-glass-speckled silver hair. “I’ve had my suspicions ever since I first scented Sy on Barbie.” He shot Killian a hostile look, old anger flickering. “Like you said, who’d have thought they were sharing one body?”

“I need to talk to Barbie,” Killian said, his icy eyes sharp as glass. “Change back.”

“Sy stays. Period,” Rowan countered.

I preened at my sugar’s defense, but Barbie rolled her eyes at the alpha male showdown.

Do they really think they get to decide for us?she huffed.Assholes.

The building shuddered, and it wasn’t our princes doing the shaking. Another tremor hit, and my enhanced hearing caught the whine of the glass elevator.

“Fuck,” Killian growled. “The other heirs broke our blood ward.”