Page 9 of Fangs
“No.”
“Why not?” he snapped.
“It’s dry,” I said through my teeth. This was familiar—as if we were falling into an old pattern.
“I don’t care if it’s dry; it’s covered inblood.”
His voice was rising, and his hands clenched at his sides; part of me felt sadistically pleased I was breaking through his calm façade. I didn’t answer, remembering how ignoring him would make him madder when we were kids. Apparently, it still worked because when he spoke again, his voice was dangerous.
“Go change your shirt, or one of us will change it for you.”
My gaze snapped to him, fury and panic making me feel sick.He wouldn’t.But he was staring back at me, his expression cold and severe.Fuck. I struggled to think of something to say.
“If you just give me some fuckin’ privacy, I’ll do it.” I hoped they didn’t hear the thread of panic lacing my voice.
Wolf’s brow furrowed, but to my surprise, Scar saved me.
“That window squeaks so damn loud if she tries to get out, we’ll all hear it,” she murmured.
Wolf exchanged a long look with her before nodding. “Fine. But change quick, Em, or I’m coming in.”
I changed faster than I’d ever changed before in my life.
After I reemerged in Scar’s shirt and handed mine over to my brother, he instructed me to go sit by the fire, so I did. Sable and Kai were curled up together on the couch. Tuck was sitting in one of the chairs. I gave them all a wide berth and sat on the floor with my back to the fireplace, pulling my knees up to my chest.Now what?He was going to make me wait?
Apparently, he was.
I tried not to notice Sable and Kai, but they were directly in my line of sight. Kai ran his fingers through Sable’s long blond hair as they kissed. When they broke apart, Kai said something that made Sable smile and kiss him again. The two men looked so in love. I fiddled with my shirtsleeve as my throat clogged with emotion—a dark, miserable envy and a deep, painful longing.
I missed Trey so much.
Wolf crouched at my side with a plate of food and a glass of water. “After you eat something, you should go to bed,” he said.
I stared at him, refusing to take the plate he was offering. “And then what?”
“Then we start traveling home.”
He didn’t mean…notourhome…
“What home?” I whispered.
He looked at me like I was stupid, and my hackles rose.
“Ourhome. Carth.”
“What!” The word burst out of me—too loud and too panicked.
I registered Sable and Kai straightening and shifting to sit on the edge of the couch. Scar, Lee, and Tuck hovered between the living area and the kitchen, watching.
Wolf set the plate and water on the floor, glaring at me. “You’re goin’ back so we can finally have a trial.”
A trial?
I gaped at him, a ringing sound filling my ears. He waited like he expected me to say something, but I could only choke one word out, “What?”
“We’re gonna have a trial,” he repeated louder as if he thought I hadn’t heard him, “since you ran away last time.”
I stared stupidly at him for what felt like forever.Ran away?When I got my mouth to move, the words came out shaky, “I did notrun away.”
