Page 249 of Hunters and Prey

“Okay… just, stop, okay? Stop with the lecture. Stop with the little brother shit,” Black said, holding up a hand in irritation. “I heard you.”

The other seer only clenched his jaw harder.

When Black didn’t move, but just stood there, frowning and staring at the door leading outside, Revik reached out, shoving at him again, harder that time.

“Go after her, you dumb fuck,” he growled. “Or do you want me to send some of our single males out to look for her instead?”

Black stiffened, glaring at him for real at that.

He told himself it was just the shove that pissed him off, the fact that this arrogant son of a bitch kept putting his hands on him––but he already knew that wasn’t true. He could tell himself the other male was just goading him, but that didn’t help, either.

In spite of himself, he felt his light reacting in harder flashes to the seer’s implied threat, intensely enough that he didn’t move for a few seconds.

Something in Revik’s expression changed as he looked Black over that time.

“So you are mated,” he said, grunting. “Good. Although you might want to go tell her that, my very young brother… that is, if you expect to be sharing a bed with her any time in the next six or seven months.”

Still scowling, the Sword aimed his finger towards the door.

“Wasn’t she just raped recently?” he growled. “What the fuck is wrong with you? Are you mentally damaged in some way?”

Black felt his rage tip into something bordering on homicidal.

For a few seconds, he didn’t trust himself to move, or to speak.

Seeming to see that in his face, or maybe feel it in his light, the lighter-eyed seer backed down marginally with his own light.

Black could feel it wasn’t because he was afraid of him.

More likely, he was trying not to tip this into a real fight.

“Whatever,” Revik growled. “Just know this. Not a seer in here would blame her for pretty much anything she decided to do to retaliate at this point… and a lot of my brothers have already noticed your wife’s got a very nice ass and tits on her as well. Not to mention stunning eyes, a nice smile, light that’s positively gorgeous… especially to those of us with the structure to fully see it… and legs that go up to her neck. I know I’m not the only one to have noticed these things about her, little brother, because I’ve watched them try to get in her pants. Repeatedly. Every single time she’s come to this world without you… Quentin.”

Black felt the fury in his light harden.

For a long-feeling moment, he only stared at those piercing, glass-like irises, fighting to control his anger.

That time, he really wanted to hit the fucker.

He wanted to hit him more than once.

Truthfully, he had to restrain himself from hitting him.

He didn’t hit him, though.

After the barest pause where he forced his light back, Black turned on his heel, stalking towards the front door without a backwards glance.

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