“Get the fuck out of here, Wheeler,” Kye growled. “Shep held back. You know I won’t.” “His whore started it,” Russ whined. Thea’s face paled at his words, and the red haze came back. I charged. “Hell,” Anson cursed. “A little help?” Kye turned, his eyes flaring slightly as he pushed me back. “Don’t. He’s not worth it.” But I couldn’t stop. Thea had been hurt too much already. I wasn’t about to let it happen again. “Jesus,” Anson muttered as he tried to hold me. “Have you been taking steroids or something?”
