Where Broken Wings Fly (Briar Valley, #1)

by J. Rose

“You’re corrupting the child, Zachariah.” Zach raises his hands. “Hey, I’m a good influence.” Ryder tucks a loose strand of hair behind Arianna’s ear. “Don’t worry, squirt. Uncle Ryder will look after you. Ignore these mannerless twats.” “What’s a twat?” she asks instead. Willow’s head thumps against the table. “Jesus, it’s like feeding time at the zoo.” I smooth a hand over her hair. “You wanted a family, right?” She groans in response. “Yes.” “Well, now you’ve got one. Better get used to this.”

“Not much muscle to speak of,” Killian chips in. “I’m the hottest member of the family, and we all know it. See this body? Pure muscle. Take that.” “I reckon Killian could rival you in the muscle department.” Willow drops another bag on top of the pile in my arms. “You guys should wrestle and find out.” “You’d enjoy that, wouldn’t you?” Killian laughs. “Well, obviously.”