CYRA
Alexander's question hung thick between us, and I wanted to scream yes. Yes. Yes, I am f*****g your brother in the same way that you do his wife. He reeked of her, and he dared to confront me?
I wanted to ask what he'd do about it because, when it came down to it, there was nothing he could do to stop Grey and me except make noise, which Greyson was avoiding by keeping us hidden even from him.
He wanted to keep the peace with this asshole, but he was constantly pushing me, and I began to wonder how long I'd be able to hold back. I didn't need him breathing down my neck, especially with that f*****g omega constantly trying to spread her disgusting legs for my mate.
I wanted to say yes, only to watch him feel the sting so bad that my hand shook at my side. But I restrained myself b
