Darcy’s POV
A few minutes later Sharon, Karen, and I walked out of the pack house heading toward the black SUV waiting near the front steps.
The second I spotted Brody and Trey standing beside the vehicle, irritation immediately hit me.
Seriously? Daddy could’ve sent literally anybody else.
“Ugh,” I groan dramatically as I look toward Sharon. “I guess we’re stuck with these two losers today.”
Brody’s jaw tightens slightly while Trey simply stares at me completely unimpressed.
Honestly annoying.
“You two stay out of our way,” I snap while walking toward the vehicle. “Got it?”
Neither warrior answers immediately.
Typical.
I stop beside the SUV and stare directly at Trey. “Well?” I ask while crossing my arms. “Aren’t you going to open the door?”
Trey raises one eyebrow slowly. “Pri
