Chapter 30
I felt more than saw the motion as Malachi stepped out of the shadows and slid into the space beside me. “Troy,” my cousin said, his voice imbued with disappointment. “What do you think you’re doing?”
And while the tether that bound me to my cousin was just barely tangible beneath my skin, Malachi’s connection to the other male was ten times as obvious even from a distance. The two stood in perfect harmony despite their confrontational situation, Troy’s left hip jutting out to match Malachi’s right while each neck bent in a perfect mirror image of the other. How I had ever thought the two were anything other than pack was beyond me.
Perhaps that’s why Dakota’s underling offered up a reply rather than simply finishing the work he’d come to carry out. “I’m doing my job,” Troy s
