I woke up to growling.
"That's my sister!"
"You aren't related by blood, and you are a man. You calling her your sister isn't enough for me."
"And you calling yourself her mate isn't enough for me."
The growling continued. I blinked, letting my eyes adjust to the chaos in front of me. Darien was standing at the foot of the bed, his posture rigid with tension. Keanu faced him from barely two feet away, his amber eyes blazing with protective fury. Cain stood between them with his arms outstretched, looking like a referee at a boxing match who'd lost control of the fighters.
"Too loud," I groaned, moving to sit up.
Darien was instantly by my side, his hand finding mine on top of the furs. Keanu growled and began making his way around to the other side of the bed. The snarling continued,
