Page 147 of Shadow City: Silver Wolf

“I have no clue,” he whispered, in pain.

“Aw.” Sierra glanced over her shoulder, her face slightly pale. However, she felt good enough to make a jab. “Do you need some tissue?”

Ignoring her, Julius rolled his eyes. “Of course he doesn’t. Lucky for you, I had to learn how to tend to injuries,” he grumbled as he leaned over and lifted the sleeve of Killian’s shirt. The material was soaked and sticking to his skin, and I was surprised when Julius gently moved the fabric away, taking care not to hurt him even worse.

Killian hissed and grimaced.

“What are you doing?” Randall asked, and shoved Julius away.

The silver wolf’s hand dropped, yanking the shirt with it.

“Damn it,” Killian huffed as his face tensed. “That hurt.”

“You asshole,” Randall yelled as he punched Julius in the face. “I’m going to kill you.” There was so much hatred in his voice, it unnerved me.

Get him off me, or I’ll hurt him, Julius linked.I swear to God, I’m about to lose it.

“Randall!” I shouted, leaning over the center console and catching his arm. “Stop. He wasn’t hurting Killian. He was checking out the bullet wound and needed to move his shirt. Ofcourseit’s not going to feel good.” I barely knew Randall, and I hated talking to anyone like that, but he needed to get his shit together. There was no telling what he’d endured in that house—and Julius probably deserved his anger—but there was too much going on to be acting this way.

“She’s right.” Killian backed me up. “He wasn’t doing anything on purpose to hurt me. At least, not this second.” Mistrust dripped from each word.

“Can I proceed, or are you going to start hitting me again?” Julius’s jaw twitched, and he sneered at the young man.

“Fine,” Randall snapped as he jabbed his finger in Julius’s face. “But one wrong move, and I’ll punch you again.”

“Do you think you could actually beat my ass? Don’t you remember what happened back in that house?” Julius’s expression filled with disgust. “I’m holding back because you all let me come with you, but that’s it. Do one more thing out of line, and I’ll hit back. And you know my punch is going to hurt you worse than yours did me.”

“Boys!” Sierra snapped her fingers and gave each one a level look. “Behave, and concentrate on the man who’s injured and not the pissing match you two have going on. There are more important things than revenge and personal agendas.”

At that moment, I could tell that Sierra was an oldest child. She’d obviously helped look after her siblings, and thus, she knew how to put misbehaving idiots in their place.

Griffin glanced in the rearview mirror at Randall and said, “Julius is going to check Killian because he’s the one with experience. If he pulls any funny shit, I’ll handle it. Got it?”

“Yeah.” Randall nodded and sat back in his seat, crossing his arms. His lips mashed together as he glanced out his window, staring into the darkness.

“Okay, let’s try this again.” Julius rolled his neck from side to side and reached across Killian’s body. This time, he was able to move the shirt completely out of the way while Killian gritted his teeth.

“He’ll be fine.” Julius put his shirt back in place and sat back in his seat. “There’s an exit hole, which you can see at the back of his shoulder. I wanted to make sure it was there. The wound is far enough from any main arteries, so it may hurt like a bitch for a while, but he’ll be fine.”

His heartbeat remained steady, nothing indicating a lie. “Thank God.” I blew out a breath as I looked at the man who wasmy brother in every sense except biologically. “You scared the shit out of me.”

“Welcome to our world,” Killian said through clenched teeth. “Now you know how you make Griffin and me feel at all times.”

I didn’t want to keep the focus on his discomfort, so I smiled and turned back around in my seat.

“Dude, don’t even try to compare yourself to me,” Griffin teased, trying to ease the tension. “She’s my fated mate; there’s no competition. Think about how I’ve been suffering.”

“Yeah, okay.” Killian snorted. “She’s my sister, so it’s pretty much the same thing.”

Julius huffed loudly in the back.He’s your brother?He laughed bitterly in my head.

Not by blood.For him to act this way pretty much confirmed my suspicions. He didn’t like Killian calling me sister, but there was no reason he should care...unlesshewas my brother. But how could he know about me and not try to find us? The questions were on the tip of my tongue, and my mind reeled. There were so many damn unknowns.

“No, it’s not.” Griffin wrinkled his nose. “When you meet your fated mate, you’ll understand.”

“Okay, boys.” Sierra chuckled. “We got it. You both care about her. Can we just be quiet, for the love of God? After all that commotion, a little silence would be nice.”

“I agree.” I leaned my head back on my headrest and closed my eyes.

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