DEVON'S POV.
" Do you guys think locking her up was the right thing to do?" I questioned, facing my brothers, keeping my expression as neutral as I could.
Both Dominic and Derrick both turned, throwing me a look of surprise. They were in absolute disbelief of my statement, just as I figured they would.
" Is this actually Devon speaking or a skinwalker inhabiting his body?" Derrick, the blabbermouth of us questioned with a mocking smile.
I rolled my eyes, an exasperated scoff escaping me, as the bastard chuckled mischievously.
" This can't be Devon, because the Devon I know only cares about getting into girl's pants. He doesn't give two f***s about their well-being," He added, bursting into incessant laughter like the i***t he was.
I felt the burning intent to lunge at him at t
