“Should I have my symbiot heal my old scars?” Brogan asked, lifting his lip to test if the tenderness around it was gone.
Barrack looked at his brother and shook his head. “Do you think it will improve your personality?” he dryly asked.
Brogan chuckled and shook his head. “No,” he admitted.
“If she is truly our mate, she will see beyond the scars. If they frighten her, then you can see if your symbiot can lighten them. You know that it will not be able to completely erase them,” Barrack stated, lifting a hand to rub his forehead. “That feels much better.”
The symbiots looked at each other and snorted. Barrack knew that they were procrastinating, in part to give Delilah the time she needed to finally open the door. They had decided that her seeing them bruised and bloody wouldn’t be a g
