Hayes?” I swallow. “You’re reaming me out.” “Kind of feels like the opposite.” “Well, if I were alpha, I wouldn’t let assholes like Lochlan Byrne kick people when they’re down. And you’re lucky you didn’t kill Gael—" “I wasn’t trying to kill him. I was making a point.” “Which was?” He frowns. “I ask the questions.” “How’s that workin’ out for you?” Did I just say that? Am I cruisin’ for a bruisin’, like my Da used to say?
