“He’s your brother?” “The one and only.” “I’m so sorry.” She grinned so hard, matching dimples appeared on her cheeks. “For calling him an asshole?” “No.” I shook my head. “He is an asshole, but I shouldn’t have said it to you.” Wren burst out laughing and moved to my side before sliding her arm around mine. “I think you and I are going to get along just fine, Nyra. At least I’ll have someone on my side who doesn’t worship the ground Dacre walks on.” “Trust me, that will never happen.” She tightened her hold on me as she turned us down a long hallway. “I’ll hold you to that.”
