Two Kingdoms (The Dark Side, #3)

by Kristy Cunning

“You’d all really rather sleep in your own rooms because you’re mad at me, and suffer through those nightmares, than to have to share a bed with me? I thought you were simply being petty, but you must truly hate me to knowingly put yourselves through that,” I say on a strained whisper. “All because I wandered off to try and learn more about myself while the four of you plotted your own plan behind my back? Do you not see the hypocrisy, or do you just find my thoughts and needs to be completely irrelevant? Am I still really that insignificant?”

“So when is it not too soon to point out that your ‘badass’ fight clothes are skirts?” I ask the guys, no longer interested in the gaping crowd around us who are still on their bellies. Four dry looks are my response. “Because that’s simply fascinating,” I go on, my grin only growing.

Jude scrubs a hand over his face, and Gage groans while shaking his head. Kai grins at me, which makes him my current favorite, since Ezekiel is giving me that neck-wringing motion.

“The only Rafael I know is green, wears a pointless red mask on his eyes, and is a hero in a half shell,”

“Just so we’re clear…we’re going to walk in, fuck shit up, and walk out like the evil bosses we are, right?”

“I’ll fling you in there with him and see how well you fare, brother, long before you touch my daughter again.”