After dropping that bomb, the guys and I worked side by side to clean up the mess.
After we got some f*****g clothes on, of course.
Last thing I wanted to do was have a meeting with a bunch of guys and their d***s just blowing in the breeze and their balls on full display.
The next few days sped by in a haze of dust, animal s**t, and the guys beating the s**t out of each other half a dozen more times.
At this point, I was becoming quite the f*****g referee.
“Goddamn it, Kian," I growled and shot the Bull Shifter a red-eyed glare.
Yeah, my eyes were normally blue. But they turned Jersey Devil red when I was pissed.
Like now.
“What? Who gives a f**k about Dante's goddamn Bear problems?" he grunted, earning himself a shove from the Bear himself.
“It's not 'Bear problems', asshole. It
