Imarch into Remi’s room, slamming the door behind me. A splintering sound follows along with the sound of metal hitting the floor. I look down at my feet and find the door handle sitting there. “Fuck!”
“So, we’re going around breaking shit now?” Remington raises a perfectly arched brow at me from where she sits on her bed. “I mean, that’s cool…you do you, girl. I just need a heads up, so I can start hiding the expensive stuff.”
I raise my head and look at her, rolling my eyes as I do. “No, obviously I didn’t do that on purpose.”
“Yeah, okay.Sure,” she drawls, a weird look on her face. “So I have just like, one small question.” She climbs off her bed and makes her way toward me. “Are you aware your eyes are glowing?”
“Wh–what?” I stammer.
“Your. Eyes. Are. Glowing,” she repeats one word at a time.
“I heard you the first time. You saying it slower doesn’t help.” I move to the mirror and gasp when I see my reflection. “Holy shit, my eyes are glowing!”
“Really? I didn’t notice,” she nonchalantly replies with a shrug.
“Remington!” I spin around, my chest filling with panic. “You’re not helping. How do I make it go away?”
“Well, obviously something’s got you and your wolf upset, try to calm down,” she suggests.
“I can’t calm down because Avery is a horrible person, and I can’t make her go away because Ryker cares about her. But I really,reallydon’t like her. She’s mean. Well, I wasn’t very nice either, but she started it,” I ramble as I pace in front of the bed. “And now I sound like a two-year-old, but she said that thing about Addison, and it pissed me off. And then she said she knows Ryker better than me and oh God, Remi—” I stop pacing and look at my friend. “She does know him better. She really does, and I don’t know how to handle that. Well, I don’t know how to handle any of this, but that’s another issue entirely.”
“Dude—” Remi begins, but I cut her off before she can say more.
“Oh, and then she tried tohitme. Again, I wasn’t very nice either, so I guess it should have been expected, but it’s not fair because she has fuckingclaws. And then I realized something. She’s in love with Ryker. And I mean, why wouldn’t she be? He’s amazing and drop-dead gorgeous—”
“And, that’s my brother you’re talking about.” Remi dramatically pretends to gag.
“—And then she tells me I’m a danger to him and the pack. And that made mereallymad because the last thing I want to do is hurt Ryker or you guys. I got even more upset. So then I told her she could never have him, and then she fell into the pool.”
I suck in a deep breath and face the vanity mirror again. “And now my eyes look like green glow sticks, and they won’t go away!” I slam my hand into the mirror, and it shatters into a million pieces. The loud crashing sound of glass hitting the floor hurts my ears.
“Oh, come on, really?” Remi jumps back. “I just got that.”
“I’m sorry.” I hold my now bleeding hand against my chest. “I’m so sorry, I don’t know what came over me.”
“Well, I believe the term you’re looking for isjealousy,” Remington grumbles as she carefully steps over the glass. “And as they say, it’s a green-eyed monster. Hey!” She stops and points at my face. “You have green eyes. Oh, the irony.” She chuckles.
“Remi!” I whine at her.
You sound like a two-year-old again.
“What? It’s okay, it’s just a mirror, and your eyes are going to go back to normal once you get over yourself.” Remi reaches for my hand and examines it. “You need to stop getting hurt, this is getting really old,” she grumbles at me before picking a piece of glass out of my hand which I don’t even feel.
“I don’t know if I can get over it,” I cry. “He slept with her.”
Just saying the words out loud makes my chest burn. I thought that seeing them kiss was bad, but this is way worse.
“No,” Remi gasps. “That can’t be true.”
“She told me to ask him about it,” I murmur.
“What a bitch. I don’t know why Sawyer and Ryker put up with her. She seems totally unstable if you ask me.” Remi shakes her head at this. “You’re going to have to ask Ryker if it’s true. He’ll tell you the truth.”
“I don’t even know how I would bring that up.”
“I can help.” She grins at me, a look of mischief appearing in those blue eyes of hers.
“No, that’s okay. I’ll figure it out.”