Chapter 82

Feeling Kieran’s arctic rage and seeing his muscles bunch and tense, I leapt into action. Ethan was much better at concealing his murderous appetite, maintaining a disinterested look on his face. I pushed myself between the twins, stepping toward the open front door. Zack's eyes tracked my movements like he expected me to bolt. I suppressed the irritation threatening to form on my face and gave him a disinterested look of my own. Men like Zack clearly had an inflated sense of self-worth, much like Sebastian.