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“MaybeRobbie’sright,”Iwhisper as a hot deluge falls from my eyes. “Ishould let you both go.”

Adrianis the quietestI’veever heard him.Smallmovement in my periphery lets me knowZakis still standing there, watching us.

“Whatmakes you think you can?”Adriankeeps his focus trained out the windshield. “Whatmakes you think we’ll let you go, princesa?”

“WhatifItell you to let me go?”Iquestion.

TheinfamousRamossmirk appears as he meets my gaze. “WhatifImake your life a living hell until you tell me yes?”

Ilaugh in his face. “Isn’tthat somethin’, the devil himself thinkin’ he can bully his way into my pants?”Iturn away. “Getout.”

Hedoesn’t even twitch.

“Isaid get ou—”

Ahand wraps around my jaw and his mouth smashes against mine, kissing me so hard and long that my entire body flushes with heat—and not from theTexasweather.

Adrianshoves me away slightly.Hiseyes glint with challenge. “Don’ttest me, princesa,” he warns lowly.Hislips press against mine again, softer this time, just for a brief moment. “Keeppushing me away andI’llshow you what happens when you fuck around with me.”

Heslips out of the car and slams the door shut behind him, all in one smooth movement.Thefront door shuts behind him, leaving me out here alone with his brother.

Mytongue swipes across my bottom lip asItrain my focus on the shimmery blue hood of my car.Takinga deep breath,Ipost an elbow on the door and shield my eyes before shifting the car into drive.

Thecar creeps forward.Zak’sboots come into view.

Myheart thunders in my chest and worsens whenIhold the air in my lungs.Idon’t dare breathe until afterI’vepassed the brick entrance of theRamosestate.

Chilledair rushes up my legs whenIstep inside the house, fighting off theTexasheat clinging to my skin.Upthe hall atNYBHQ, music blares even louder than beforeIleft—sounds likeMomis at work, too, withRush’smelodies bouncing off the walls.

Idisappear into my room without being noticed and collapse onto my bed.

Alone.

WithoutZak.OrAdrian.

I’mall alone, and my head is spinning.Thatis, until my phone buzzes in my hand.

Glancingat the screen, it’s an unsaved number—butIrecognize it. “Hello?”

“It’slater.Whatthefuckwas that?”

Chapter8

“Bleed 4 You”

–Alpha Wolf

“What?”

“YoukissingDreein front of me, that’s what.”

“Areyou giving him the first degree, too, or just me?”

“Hegot it, too.Nowanswer me.”

“Youhave a lot of nerve—”

“Steph,I’mfucking sorry,”Zakinterrupts. “Yougotta knowIdidn’t mean to do whatIdid.Itwasn’t…me.YouknowI’dnever do anything to hurt you.I—”Heclears his throat and sniffles before saying softly, “I’mso sorry.”