"No!" Lycus growled, his eyes flashing with anger. "I'll stay and protect her. You go do my job at the perimeter!"
Carlos, equally intense, stepped forward, his posture rigid. "I also have a thing to do, Lycus! We can't both be in two places at once."
Sitting on the edge of the bean chair with her plate of fruit on her round stomach, Barbara looked between the two men with exasperation and amusement. "Please don't fight again. We already lost a coffee table, and I'm partial to the couch because it's comfortable."
Jorlan, lounging against the wall with a knowing smirk, watched the exchange with a hint of amusement. "Give it up," he chuckled, crossing his arms over his chest. "They're so going to fight."
Barbara sighed, her eyes flickering with affection and frustration as she watched th
