Chapter 11“What’s going on?” Rage built in Ciar’s chest. He’d seen the pain on Romeo’s face, and the fading scent of him made Ciar want to crack skulls. He couldn’t say exactly which emotion it was, but it had blood boiling in his veins.
He flashed teeth at Draven and Thano. “Who hurt Romeo?” He didn’t look at Humbert. He was a kitten, and he loved Romeo. He’d never voluntarily cause him pain.
“Humbert told him there was gonna be a vote.”
Ciar nodded. He’d learn about it soon enough anyway. “And?”
“And he said he’s doing the whole bank thing for us, but if we’re gonna stab him in the back, he doesn’t want to.” Draven slumped his shoulders.
“No one will stab him in the back. Breed don’t use knives, and I won’t let any humans near his back.” Why would he think anyone would use a knife o
