Page 76 of The Monsters Within

“Told me what?” Dante asked, eyeing his husband.

Sypher took a deep breath. He was stalling, but this was fucking inevitable. And call me fucking petty, but I wanted Dante to feel what Amber and Rose were feeling.

“Valhalla and Bane are your parents,” I snapped.

“Cash,” Jack hissed at me.

“Fuck this, we don’t have time for hand-holding. My woman is losing her fucking mind because she believes everyone willhate her for having a conversation with her goddamn brother, that Amber should not have been eavesdropping on.”

“They were in the—” Blade started, and I slammed my hand on the table, interrupting him.

“I don’t give a fuck if they were in the main fucking room. When you hear two people having a conversation, you say excuse the fuck out of me and get their attention. You don’t listen at the fucking door to their private information.”

“Okay, everyone calm down. Val and Bane will be here in a few hours. Val has a few of her Nyght Nymphs meeting her here to help us search.”

Torment hadn’t taken his eyes off mine. He knew what I knew. He couldn’t say anything, but I fucking could.

“Call them off.”

“What? Who?” Gunner asked.

“The Nyght Nymphs—I don’t want them here. Not around Rose.”

“Cash, she lives with them. They’re her family,” Sypher reasoned.

“I’m her fucking family. They haven’t done shit to protect her. I don’t fucking want them here.”

“Cash, brother, we need to know why,” King said, searching my face for an answer to my outburst.

“I can’t tell you.”

Sypher narrowed his eyes at me, as if he thought he could read something in my eyes. “What didn’t they protect her from?”

I glared back at the kid. Rose hated it when I called him a kid, but that’s what he was. He was a fucking kid who, for being as smart as he was, didn’t know his ass from a hole in the ground.

I refused to answer, and when Sypher looked at Torment, he said nothing, just held Sypher’s stare.

“What happened to Kytten?”

I folded my arms and glared at him. Willing him to figure it out without me having to say it.

“Was it a Nyght Nymph?” Colt asked, his hands fisted on the table. We didn’t know much about his past, only that he grew up in the church. His father was a minister and on the religious zealot end of the spectrum.

I nodded, unable to say the words to confirm what my brother had figured out.

“Who?” Sypher growled. “Who the fuck was it?”

Dante looked at Torment. “Do you know, Torment?”

“You know I can’t answer that, Pippen.”

“Does Val know?” Sypher asked, his eyes on the table. Then before I could answer, he added, “Of course she doesn’t fucking know. Otherwise, whoever it was would be dead.” He was breathing heavily, trying to control his anger. “They won’t stay away unless Val tells them to back off.”

“If the fucking bitch walks into this clubhouse, she won’t be walking out,” I declared. They all needed to know where I stood when it came to my woman. I would burn the fucking world down to make it safe for her.

“Alright, we’ll deal with that when they get here. Right now, we have to focus on finding Amber. Do we have anything on camera anywhere?”

I couldn’t focus on Amber, not after what I learned about Kytten. Not when I couldn’t stop thinking about what was going on in the main room.