Try to have a conversation with them.
If you are determined to keep them.
I will.
I appreciate the sacrifice.
Daisy tells me I’m overreacting.
Probably.
About what?
About the witches, and your mates.
Always listen to your mate.
Fine. She is waiting in bed. I won’t respond until tomorrow.
Have fun.
See you tomorrow.
I look up when Allie screams at the television. Someone died brutally. She’s rooting for the bad guys.
“He’s so hot,” she says.
“How can you like him?” Luca asks. “He’s a dick.”
“I just do,” she growls, throwing popcorn at him.
“He is a dick,” Atlas agrees.
“You guys know nothing.” She looks over her shoulder. “Sally, don’t you think he’s hot?”
“I think your brothers are hot,” I state, and Atlas squeezes my thigh.
“Smart,” he says, and Luca winks at me.
I haven’t survived this long without learning what not to say. They continue to discuss as my phone lights up. My eyes widen when I see Bash messaged me.
I told Ryker I would kill him if he let the witch do any magic on you. He laughed but agreed to kill her if she did.”
She won’t hurt me.
You aren’t coming?
Ryker demanded I remain at home, as if I would kill her the minute I see her. I don’t have anything against witches. As long as she keeps her magic away from you.
Don’t worry.
She’s coming to help.
Are Luca and Atlas being good to you? Do you make them text instead of talking on the phone?
Hush.
I won’t make them.