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Chapter 23

RAVEN

Thursday morning I get up before the sun to go make food with Brayden and Draco. I don’t think Draco will be doing any cooking, but he’s coming to make sure nothing happens. Not that he’s able to stop Jinx if she wants to do anything. We’ve been sticking tothe safety in numbersrule in hopes that it will deter her from showing up.

This is the first time I’ve been alone with the twins, and it’s a little unnerving. Their mannerisms are so similar: the way they push their hair out of the way, the way they arch one eyebrow when they think something is amusing. Their eyes, though different shades of blue, are not what sets them apart. No, Brayden’s are more haunted.

“Since the alpha’s men brought some food, we can have eggs, sausage, and toast for breakfast.” Brayden sets the eggs on the counter, and I grab a bowl without having to be asked. He hums in appreciation. “You’re a quick learner.”

“That or she’s afraid you’ll turn Gordon Ramsey on her,” Draco says around a yawn.

Cracking the first egg, I pull the shell apart. “What are you?” I whisper shout at him over my shoulder.

His eyes brighten, and he snorts. “An idiot sandwich.”

Brayden laughs as he sets out the sausage in a big pan. “I’m way more attractive than good ol’ Ramsey.”

“You know what I like about you?” I wink at Draco and glance at his brother who grins.

“Don’t tell me. My charming good looks?” Brayden asks.

“No,” I reply, cracking another egg and watching the yolk plop into the white of the one in the bowl. “Your humility does it for me.”

Draco scoffs. “Yes, he’s humble, isn’t he?”

We share amused looks.

“I’ll have you know it isn’t easy.” Brayden clacks tongs at us, eyebrows drawing down. “I don’t think I like you two ganging up on me. Draco’s bad enough on his own.”

“Ganging up on you?” I hold an egg above the edge of the bowl and give him a look. “Honey, if you can’t handle the heat, get out of the kitchen.”

Draco’s soft but dark chuckle zings down my spine, making me shiver. Lifting my hand slightly, I get ready to bring it down and hit the shell against the bowl, but Brayden catches my wrist, spinning me around. The egg tumbles out of my hand and lands on the floor with a splat. Before I can worry about the mess, he leans into me, pushing me against the counter and caging me between his arms.

“Let’s get one thing clear, Little Red.” He growls the nickname, sounding every bit the big bad wolf. “This is my domain. I can handle everything you dish out, but I don’t think you’re quite ready for what we have in store for you.” He runs his thumb over my cheek then draws it across my bottom lip.

Heat pools in my stomach, and I press my legs together to keep from rubbing against him like a cat.

Moons, if you don’t fuck him right now, I’ll be pissed.Joan’s voice cracks like a whip through my head.

We’re in the middle of cooking, Joan. Not now!

Spoil sport.She blows a raspberry.

Brayden buries his nose against my neck and inhales, groaning against my skin. “I can smell how wet you are.”

“Fuck,” Draco curses.

I grab Brayden’s pants, ready to rip them off when the swinging door pushes open. The twins growl in unison as Erron pauses, panicked eyes shooting around the room. A current of violence crashes through the room, funneling toward the guy.

“Co-co-coffee?” he manages to ask.

Shoving against Brayden’s chest, I push out from under him and go to the coffee machine, grabbing a filter and filling it with scoops of the cheap grounds which come in a can.

“Five minutes,” I say, giving him a grin to try and defuse themurdervibes my twins are giving off.

Erron dips his head and practically runs from the room.

I try to fight off a laugh, but the two of them look half ready to run after him, and I can’t help it. When the first giggle fills the room, it snaps them out of their possessive reaction, and they both shake their heads, giving me curious glances. Smoke rises from the pan behind Brayden, and he sniffs, eyes widening slightly when he realizes he’s burning the sausage.

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