“I still want to kill him sometimes, so Ashaya doesn’t leave us alone much.”
Mercy’s lips twitched at the straightforward answer. “Don’t worry—he gives me homicidal thoughts at times, too.” Then she got serious. “Fight it. Fight whatever it is that wants to drag you down. Giving in is for wusses.”
Isn’t that what you’re doing with Riley?
Even as her mind bucked against that unexpected mental whisper, Amara blinked. “It’s no wonder my twin says you’re her favorite. She never gave up either. Even on me.”
Deciding that would do for today, Mercy turned to leave—she couldn’t deal with her own rebellious thoughts and Amara at the same time.
“Mercy?”
She turned back at the door. “Yeah?”
“Look.” Ashaya held up a new vial. “It’s the color of your hair.”
Hawke strode toward the Laurens’ quarters—Sienna had chosen to remain with her uncle, Walker, his daughter, Marlee, and her own brother, Toby, even after she turned eighteen and was entitled to a separate one-bedroom unit in the den. Whatever else he might say about Sienna, one thing was undeniable—she was a good cousin, a good sister. Marleeand Toby both adored her. So, for that matter, did a lot of the other pups.
Too bad she turned into a demon every time he came within breathing distance. “Riley’s right,” he muttered under his breath, staring at the closed door of the apartment. Half the reason Sienna was bent on driving him insane was that she had too much spare time on her hands.
She was bright, and her uncles had ensured she was enrolled in a distance-learning degree course run by a major university. But that did nothing to release her physical energy. Indigo, too, had been nudging at Hawke to get Sienna into a position within the pack—because, for better or worse, she was now part of SnowDancer, and not being given a position was an insult.
Hawke felt his jaw set. Insult or not, he had to balance the rights and well-being of every single member of the pack—Sienna had less control over her impulses than almost anyone else in her year group. He couldn’t chance her not following orders when it might mean life or death for the rest of her team.
And how do you think she escaped the PsyNet? By being a ninny and disobeying Walker and Judd?
Sometimes he hated that voice in his brain, the one that slapped him upside the head anytime he got too stupid. Funny, it happened a lot with Sienna.
“Whatchya doing?”
He glanced down at the owner of that tiny voice, having scented his miniature shadow several feet down the corridor. “Looking for Judd.” The lieutenant hadn’t been in his quarters, and Hawke wanted to get his take on Sienna’s psychic control.
Ben took a slurp of his orange popsicle. “Not here.”
“Yeah?” Crouching down, he made eyes at the popsicle.
Ben immediately turned it in his direction. “Wanna bite?”
“No, I was just kidding.” This pup, he thought, would grow up into the kind of man any pack would be proud of. An alpha simply knew with some. “Do you know where Judd is?”
“Outside. With Brenna.” Another slurp. “Doing kissy stuff.”
Hawke grinned. “And you know this how?” Ben was tooyoung to be allowed out of the White Zone, and Judd surely wasn’t doing “kissy stuff” in the area where the little ones played.
“He told me.”
“Hetoldyou?”
“Yeah. I asked him how come I couldn’t come, and he said he was going to kiss Brenna so I’d probably get grossed out.” This time he took a bite and chewed. “I decided to come visit Marlee instead.”
“She in there?”
“Yeah. With Sinna and Toby.”
“Then I guess I’ll be speaking directly to Sinna,” he said, saying the name as Ben had. “You knock.”
Ben tapped with a little fist. “Are you mad?”
“No.”