“He should be placed onto a raft in the creek and set afire,” Daxyn said.
“He doesn’t even deserve it, but we will honor tradition,” Benji said.
“They are gonna want to have a meeting to determine who is going to take the role of Novo,” Quinn said.
“Let me guess, you want that?” Daxyn said.
“No,” Quinn said flatly.
“No?” Daxyn and Benji said at the same time.
“I did want that, but… now I don’t. I have something better than that,” Quinn said, darting his eyes toward me.
“Oh… so you scooped right in and took the girl I’d been with, the girl I thought was dead,” Daxyn said.
Benji didn’t say anything. His face said everything. His eyes narrowed, and red filled his cheeks.
“I’m bound to her, and I’d planned to tell you, but then you were swooning her with your oh so great charm and those flashy blue eyes,” Quinn said.
“What?” Benji shot out.
“Are you serious?” Daxyn asked.
“Holy shit,” Annabelle said.
“Why didn’t you say something, brother?” Raphael said, breaking his own silence.
My eyes were still on my feet. Heat rushed to my cheeks. I hated being the center of the conversation.
“When Raphael? I bound with her the first time I saw her on her seventeenth birthday. Unlike others, I have standards. It’s not likeshe’s a wolf, and she felt it, and we started courting and became a couple. She was human, and I don’t force myself on anyone. I was going to approach her on her eighteenth birthday, but Daxyn was all over her and then disappeared with her. Then, before I knew it, I was dragged to a cell where she was being kept,” Quinn said.
“You could have said it then,” Raphael said.
“And what would that have changed? I’ve played that scenario in my head a hundred times. Do you really think he would haveallowedme to raise his grandchild? Or Daxyn would have been okay with that? He kidnapped her, for God's sake, there is no going back on that,” Quinn seethed.
“He’s right. It wouldn’t have mattered. Don’t act like he would have some change of heart. He was a controlling prick,” Benji said.
We all stood in silence, staring at one another, none of us sure what to say.
“We need to go back to the hotel and get our stuff, then I’m going to my home. I haven’t been there in far too long. I’m sure Callie has her stuff everywhere,” Quinn said.
“Um, how are we getting there?” I asked, looking over at his truck.
Quinn laughed. “Well, you’re gonna get a ride.”
“Like… while you’re a… a… wolf?” I stammered out.
“Yes… It will be fun,” he said.
Everyone laughed but me. I stared wide-eyed at him.
“Callie, you can either run back, or I’ll get the Civic and come get you before going home,” Quinn said.
“I’d prefer just to wait for you to come get me,” Callie said.
“Wait… the Civic?” Daxyn asked.
“Oh yeah… the Civic your dad ordered destroyed in fact wasn’t,” Quinn added.