Page 108 of Gather the Storm

Wolf straightened and closed the refrigerator door, then leaned against one of the stainless steel work tables Pinky used to chop vegetables and stuff.

“Is this about the meadow?” Wolf asked. “You fucking perv.”

I had that feeling again, the one where something was happening and everyone but me seemed to know what it was, but I was used to it, used to figuring it out — or not — so I just listened.

“Fuck you,” Jace said.

“I don’t know why you’re mad,” Wolf said. “You’re the one who was spying.”

“If you knew I was there, why didn’t you stop? Why’d you fuck her anyway?” Jace asked.

Whoa. Okay, I was getting it now. Wolf had fucked Daisy in the meadow and Jace had watched, which wouldn’t normally be a big deal — it wasn’t like we hadn’t watched each other fuck before — but it was a big deal this time because it was Daisy.

And also, Daisy had been a virgin, which meant Wolf had taken her V-card.

Now I got why Jace was pissed. Not because I was pissed — a little jealous maybe, but only because Wolf had beat me to the punch — but because it had been obvious since day fucking one that Jace wanted to fuck Daisy.

“Because I wanted to,” Wolf said. “And because I knew if I didn’t, you’d get there first and rip her to pieces.”

I couldn’t argue with the logic. Jace had said it himself when he’d found Daisy and me making out on the Mustang:you’d be in pieces by the time I was done with you.

“So you took it upon yourself to pop her cherry?” Jace demanded.

“Wasn’t my decision,” Wolf said. “It was hers. And maybe if you weren’t such a dick, she’d invite you to join. In fact, I’d almost guarantee it.”

“I don’t want to join.” Jace spoke through his teeth, like he did when he was about to blow. Plus, his right eye was twitching, a sure sign that we were in dangerous territory.

“Sure you do.” Wolf was pushing Jace’s buttons now, grinning like an idiot, although I had no idea why. “And I have to say, she tastes so fucking sweet. You’re really missing out.”

“I don’t give a fuck,” Jace said.

“You’d give a fuck if you knew how tight her pussy is, how wet she gets when she comes.” Wolf shook his head. “I’m almost sorry you missed it.”

There was a long beat when I thought maybe — for once — Jace would leave it.

Then he charged at Wolf and the two of them went flying onto the floor, some of Pinky’s pots and pans clattering on the tiles as Wolf and Jace rolled around, trading punches and insults I couldn’t quite make out.

Chapter 58

Daisy

Iwas sitting by the fire, listening to a guy named Snake play his guitar. It was almost midnight and the crowd around the fire was mellow even though I could hear shouting coming from the woods and music blaring from the dorms.

Snake was strumming some kind of country tune, and I looked around for Wolf, who’d gone to get his guitar so he could join Snake by the fire.

My pussy was sore from the sex with Wolf in the meadow but the rest of me felt warm and satisfied. It had been good with Wolf, and I was already eager to try it again.

I forced myself not to think about the practical stuff (did I need to tell Otis I’d fucked Wolf? would he already know?) and avoided thinking about the serious stuff (if the Beasts had killed Blake, I’d just fucked my brother’s murderer — and loved it).

I didn’t want to think about any of that now. I just wanted to enjoy the memory of what had happened between us, the way he’d felt inside me, not strange and foreign like I’d expected, but like he belonged there.

My phone buzzed with a text in the group chat with Cassie and Sarai.

It’s Saturday night? Do you know where your Daisy is?

That was Sarai, probably drunk somewhere with Cassie.

We need girl time stat!Cassie added.

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