“Remi!” I whine at her.
You sound like a two-year-old again.
“What? It’s okay, it’s just a mirror, and your eyes are going to go back to normal once you get over yourself.” Remi reaches for my hand and examines it. “You need to stop getting hurt, this is getting really old,” she grumbles at me before picking a piece of glass out of my hand which I don’t even feel.
“I don’t know if I can get over it,” I cry. “He slept with her.”
Just saying the words out loud makes my chest burn. I thought that seeing them kiss was bad, but this is way worse.
“No,” Remi gasps. “That can’t be true.”
“She told me to ask him about it,” I murmur.
“What a bitch. I don’t know why Sawyer and Ryker put up with her. She seems totally unstable if you ask me.” Remi shakes her head at this. “You’re going to have to ask Ryker if it’s true. He’ll tell you the truth.”
“I don’t even know how I would bring that up.”
“I can help.” She grins at me, a look of mischief appearing in those blue eyes of hers.
“No, that’s okay. I’ll figure it out.”
“That’s probably for the best. It would be a little weird talking to my brother about his sex life.”
“Maybe a little.” I laugh, agreeing with her.
We both jump back when the door swings open with a loud bang, and I watch in horror as it falls off its hinges and slams against the floor. Ryker and Elias stand there, each of them with a look of confusion on his face.
“What the hell happened to the door?” Ryker questions as he takes a step into the room. “And why is there glass everywhere, and why do I smell blood?” he asks all in one breath.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. It was fine until you touched it.” Remi shrugs at her brother.
“What? I didn’t—”
“Remi stop it.” I take my hand back from her. “That was me, I broke it. Elias, I’m sorry. I’ll pay for the damage.”
Elias examines the cracked doorframe before looking at me. “It’s quite all right. It’s only a door, and everyone in this house is guilty of breaking one or two.”
“Or four,” Remi adds with a guilty look on her face. “What? I was a fan of the dramatic door slam as a teenager.”
“Okay, but that doesn’t explain the glass or why you’re bleeding.” Ryker reaches for my hand, but I pull it out of reach.
“Or why your eyes are in wolf form,” Elias adds, taking another step into the room to get a better look at me.
“What? Still?” I look in what’s left of the mirror, and sure enough, they’re still a bright, glowing green. “They won’t go away!”
“I told you, you have to calm down.” Remi reaches around her brother to hand me a tissue to put on my hand. “The bleeding is minimal, so I’m not worried about you needing stitches.” Thank God, because I would be so embarrassed if I needed to be stitched up twice in one week.
Hello, walking disaster.
“Why do you need to calm down? Why are you upset?” Ryker’s voice is full of worry as he questions me.
I don’t know what to say to him, instead, I just stare at him. His eyes search my face for answers, but he doesn’t find any.
“Okay, fine, since she won’t say it, I will.” Remi shrugs before turning to face Ryker. “The new resident psycho told her about how you guys did the dirty.”
Any other time, the look of shock on Ryker’s face would have made me laugh. But I don’t feel much like laughing right now. There’s a rage growing inside of me I’ve never experienced before, and I don’t like it. I don’t like how jealous I feel, knowing he’s shared a bed with Avery.
“Pru…” Ryker starts, but I raise my hand to silence him.
“No, stop, don’t say anything,” I sigh. “I realize I don’t have a right to be mad. You thought I was dead, and it’s not like you were actually cheating on me. I need a minute to calm down because I’m not used to feeling this way.”
“Feeling what way?” he asks.
“Jealous,” I state simply. “I am so jealous of her; I want to break things.”
“Mission accomplished,” Remi mumbles under her breath.
“So…” I clap my hands together. “This is what I’m going to do. I’m going to go calm down.” I reach over and grab a large pair of dark sunglasses off Remi’s dresser. “By calm down, I mean go drinking. Because after my last forty-eight hours, I think I’ve earned it.” I put the sunglasses on and nod at Ryker, before walking over what’s left of the door.
“Pru, wait, you shouldn’t go alone,” Ryker calls after me.
“Who said she’s going alone?” Remi huffs at him as she follows me down the hall. “I love day drinking.”
“Ugh, it burns.” I shake my head back and forth as the amber liquid makes it’s way down my throat.
“You say that every time,” Remi mumbles around the lime in her mouth.
“I know.” I put the shot glass on the bar upside down to join the others that have been discarded there. “Okay, back to your brother.”
“Which one?”
“Ryker,” I huff. “Why do you think he slept with her?”
“Honestly?” Remi hiccups. “I think he was lonely, and she was there.”
I frown at this, upset it doesn’t make me feel better. “But Ryker said that because we’re mates, we aren’t meant to be with anyone else. So how could he of been with her?”
“Well…” Remi swings around on her barstool, so she’s facing me. “Shifters can have sex with other people before they find their mate, and for the most part, they do. But once they’ve laid eyes on their mate, there’s no going back. Something changes in their body that makes it really hard to umm…” She snaps her
