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“Let’s not be rash, Wraith. If you kill him, then you can kiss me sticking around goodbye.”

The sounds of a scuffle reach my ear, but I can’t bring myself to see what’s going on.

“Don’t be a selfish prick, Cassian. This isn’t about you.” That’s Wraith, and he sounds pissed.

“That’s not how I meant it, and you know that. Don’t let the anger get to you. Please.” That one is Cassian, obviously.

“This is not the time to start fighting,” Donovan hisses. He’s pissed too. “The two of them are falling apart just a few feet from us, and the two of you think it’s a good time to start a fistfight. Knock it the fuck off or I’ll kick both of you out of here and take care of them myself.”

There’s a loud smacking sound—not like skin against skin, but I think someone punched something. I’m not curious enough to turn over to find out.

“Fuck. I’m sorry. This is why I said the two of you would stay with them.” Another sigh from Wraith. “I’m so fucking pissed with Nex, and it’s combining with this bullshit anger I don’t want to feel toward Cassian. I need to make some phone calls to see what the fuck we need to do for them. Don’t leave them alone, please.”

“We’ve got them, Wraith. We’ll hold them together until you can find out how to fix them.” That’s Cassian again.

At least they’re not fighting anymore.

Not that it really matters if they do. It’s not like I can stop them.

I’m just so tired.

Lifting my head, I find Brenden staring back at me blankly.

Had he listened to my mates, too? Did he understand what they were talking about?

I’ve never heard of rejected mate syndrome before. It doesn’t sound good, though, does it?

And is Brenden truly Nex’s mate, too? For his sake, I hope not.

I blink once, then twice. Cassian is pressed against my back now while Donovan is curled around Brenden. I missed them climbing into the bed. I also missed when Brenden fell asleep as I cling to his hand.

I’m losing time, and once again, I realize I should be worried.

The thought is there and gone again in a second.

I’m just so tired…

Chapter Thirty

Audrey

“Whatthehelldidyou do to my sister?” Wren hisses at Wraith, stabbing her finger at me like he doesn’t know I’m her sister.

Wraith rakes a hand through his hair, eyes moving to me. “Audrey is fine.”

“Like hell she is.” Wren might think she’s being quiet, but I can hear every word she says.

“I’m right here, Wren. I’m ready to go. I’m not really sure what you’re talking about.”

She stalks over to me, grasping my arms and shaking me. “This isn’t you, Ree. What the hell happened in the two days since I saw you last?”

“Nothing much,” I say with a shrug. “Brenden and I had sex with Nex. It was nice…until we woke up in the morning to find him gone. That was unfortunate, but it doesn’t affect what’s happening today. I’m going to kill Michael, and you’re going to reap his soul.”

“Are you fucking kidding me right now?” Wren throws her hands in the air. “We can’t take her like this. There’s something wrong with her.”

I sigh, ready to move on and get this over with. I don’t know why she’s so hung up on this. “Wraith thinks I have rejected mate syndrome—whatever that is.”

He curses. “You heard that?”