Page 133 of Fangs
“Only the pretty ones.” A smirk lifted one corner of his mouth. “Why? Are you jealous?”
I sputtered angrily for a moment. “What? Why the fuck would I be jealous?”
“Seems like you’re always watchin’ me,” he grinned.
“Because if I don’t, you fuckin’ sneak up on me!”
“Uh-huh.” He winked.
“What I’m gettin’ at is, you can cut the act,” I seethed. “I know you’re just my brother’s spy, and you’re here to report everything I say and do so you can quit pretending.”
“You think I’m pretending?” His eyes narrowed.
“Just spy on me from a distance and quit talking to me.”
“Are you serious?” he asked with a hint of anger.
“Yes,” I snapped. “Leave me alone.”
“Sorry, Freckles, but I’m not gonna do that.” His eyes flashed.
“You’re not my brother!”
“No, and thank the fuckin’ gods for that,” he shot back.
That stung—stung enough that I struggled to keep my hurt from my face, which annoyed the shit out of me. I shouldn’t care what Lee thought of me. He blew out a frustrated breath, seized my arm, and dragged me into a narrow alleyway between two buildings.
“What—”
He moved so fast, and suddenly, my back was against the wall, and his palms were flat against it on either side of my head, caging me in. I gasped, and his pupils expanded.
“Don’t you dare do that,” he said in a low, angry voice.
“Dowhat?” I snarled, my heart pounding.
“Take that to mean I don’t care about you!”
I hated that he saw that emotion on my face, so I went on the offensive. “Don’t act like you know me.”
“I know you,” he growled.
I scoffed.
“I’ve spent the last ten years hearin’ all about you. I know you.”
“No, you fuckin’ don’t ’causethatgirl in all of Wolf’s stories? She’s fuckin’ dead.”
He stared into my eyes as I tried to shove all the emotion welling up back down.
“Then who are you?”
The bitter words escaped my lips. “I’m just Juck’s whore.”
His eyes flashed so angrily I couldn’t help flinching when he moved. He froze and then continued moving his hand to grip my chin gently.
“I never want to hear you call yourself that again,” his voice was dangerous. “Do you hear me, Ember?”
“Did you tell my brother that?” I couldn’t resist snapping.
