Page 11 of Infernal Bonds

I didn’t know why I felt the need to justify wearing Zeke’s clothes, but the conflicted expression on Cyn’s face made me uncomfortable.

He crossed his arms.

“Are you gonna get out now?”

“No. You’ll just go back to sleep.”

“Screw this.” I climbed back onto the bed and pulled the covers over my head.

The bed dipped, and I gripped the covers tightly when he tried to yank them away from me again.

“Seriously? Why do you have to make everything so fucking difficult?”

“You’re the one who won’t leave me alone!” I rolled onto my stomach and scrambled for the other side of the bed when he finally yanked the covers down.

His fingers wrapped around my ankle, and he yanked me toward him.

“You’re getting up and getting ready, even if I have to drag you into the shower myself.”

“I can clean myself!” I squirmed when he got me beneath him and flipped me onto my back. “I’m obviously not going back to sleep now.”

“Like I said, Zeke asked me. I’m staying.”

I scoffed. “And you call me a brat.”

He sounded more like a child than I did.

I squirmed out from beneath him when he moved, pressed my back against the headboard, and yanked down Zeke’s shirt to make sure I wasn’t exposed.

When I made no move to get out of bed, he growled under his breath, his demeanor shifting. “Get. Up.”

“Why are you acting like this?”

“Listen. It’ll piss Cornaith off if you don’t show up for the meeting. And if Cornaith’s pissed off, then he’ll take it out on everyone. That includes Zeke. I won’t let you be the reason Zeke has to face him, so get the fuck up before I make you get up.”

His insistence on making sure I didn’t fall back asleep made sense now, but he didn’t have to talk to me like a child.

“Fuck this. I’m done playing games.” He grabbed my wrist and pulled me toward the edge of the bed.

I yanked back, and he reached for my other arm. Twisted awkwardly by his grip on my wrist, I shoved his shoulder to keep him away, lost my balance, and fell backward, taking him with me.

Before I could stop him, he hauled me up and slung me over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes, then stood upright beside the bed.

“Put me down!” I punched his back with the side of my fist, bracing my other hand against his hip to lift my upper body.

He shifted, making me lose my grip and go limp over his back. “I told you. I’m done with the games.” He turned and started for the bathroom.

Oh, hell no.

This asshole wasn’t going to drag me from bed and force me into a shower on his terms. I’d had enough of him trying to run things back on Earth. He would not treat me like this here, too.

Gripping his hips for leverage, I rose and yanked his shirt up, exposing his lower back. Before he could react, I sank my teeth into the fleshy part above his hip.

“Ow! What the fuck?” Cyn twisted, dropping me. “Did you just fucking bite me?”

I ran for the door, but he was faster, moving to block my exit.

“Get in the bathroom, Raelynn.”