BRIAR'S POV
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Janice's wide, shocked-filled eyes narrow on Fenrys, and then to me, and then right past us to the murmuring men behind us. "What is this?" She asks, portraying her usual smugness, her determination and coldness. She crawled back into her snake skin. "Where's Tarin?" Fenrys repeats his question, using his brother's name. I could hear someone ask who Tarin is, and my stomach tightens. Does no one really know that Fenrys has a brother, or that his brother has been taken by the b***h. "I told you," Janice sneers through gritted teeth. "Actually, you didn't." Fenrys shoots back, a growl rumbling from his throat. "Fenrys," Janice warns, and I squeeze his hand.
Fenrys' head turns, and he peers down at me, recognition in his eyes, but his gaze shifts, and he looks back at Janice
