“A fight. Few punches here and there, blood spilling, and some dramatic shouts from you both about how Levi should stay away from your little sister while your wives screamed in the background.”
Since he delivers all of this with a straight face and monotonous tone, it’s hard to gauge if he’s serious or not.
Both brothers regard him for several beats, and finally Rafael answers, but not before giving Wyatt the biggest side-eye. “Again, we are not teenagers. Lavender is with him out of her own free will. Why exactly would we go around punching Levi?”
“You aren’t supposed to be mature and logical when it comes to her.”
“Oh, is that so? I must have missed the part where you punched me when I married Emmaline.”
“That was different.”
“How so?”
“We liked you more than her ex-fiancé.”
Which is funny, since Anthony is an all-around great guy.
“Not sure if I’m supposed to be offended or flattered.”
“Both.”
“Are you sure he’s your friend?” Rush flips his lighter through his fingers, his eyes trained on Wyatt as if he’s trying to figure him out.
“The very best. I’m merely pointing out how this doesn’t meet my expectations.” Wyatt puts his bottle away and claps his hands. “Well, if I’m not needed, then I’m going to go. I have plans tonight that do not involve you all.”
Rafael’s brow rises. “Is ruining Aurelia's date one of these plans?”
“Contrary to what everyone seems to believe, I do have a life that doesn’t involve my little side quest revenge.”
“If only everyone paid as much attention to their side quests as you do, I think their focus would have improved significantly.”
My phone vibrates in my pocket, so I snatch it out and see Gordon’s name flashing on the screen. “Hello?”
“Levi,” he croaks, his voice barely audible. “There has been an accident. Someone took Lavender.” He coughs. “Fire everywhere. I don’t know where they went.”
Squeezing the phone, I disconnect the call while fear, anger, and fury spread through me, awakening the monster permanently living inside.
Because my woman was stolen from me, and I failed to protect her fromhim.
He has her.
“What is it, Levi?” Wyatt asks, and that’s when I notice the Wright brothers staring at me as well.
“He has Lavender.”
Just like he used to have my mother once upon a time, except this time I won’t let history repeat itself.
I was born in his darkness, but my woman?
She won’t die in it.
I won’t allow it.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
“One must be careful as he or she embarks on the quest of revenge.
As sometimes we become the very thing we hate in the first place.