“I’m not going to fight you!” He roared, guarding his face. “D, I won’t fight you.”
He should. He’d been bold enough. He’d betrayed me today. He’d betrayed all of us.
“I don’t want her like that,” he called, and hearing the words only unfurled more rage through my veins. I shouldn’t care if he wanted her or not
. He’d admitted he was playing her for information. Maybe that was this, and I definitely shouldn’t care about that. If anything, I should be celebrating it, get off on it even.
My vision red, I threw a fist so hard I questioned if I broke my hand and my buddy’s jaw, and at this point, Wolf grabbed my shirt. “Stop it. It’s not like that with her.”
He said that, but he was lying, lying. I’d seen him with her with my own two eyes. The two had had a fucking pajama party. Noa’s shorts had barely covered her ass, and Wolf’s hair was all over the fucking place like when he screwed bitches in the computer lab. They liked to put their hands all through it.
She’d put her hands through it.
In my distraction, Wolf got me off him, taking his own corner and holding up his hand. His face was already changing color on the right side. “Dorian…”
“You betrayed us,” I snarled. “You betrayed me, your boy, knowing she’s with my grandfather.”
“You don’t know that.”
“And you do?”
His gaze fell to the ground, his hands in the grass. “I don’t, but…”
“No.”
His head shot up.
My mouth dried. “You don’t, but it definitely didn’t stop you from going after her, you fucking asshole—”
“You’re one to talk about betrayal.” His nostrils flared. Eyes wild, they cut in my direction. He put a finger out. “You’re one to talk about people going behind people’s backs.”
“The fuck you talking about—”
“You brought this bullshit into our lives, Dorian.” He raised and dropped his hand. “You brought your grandfather in when you fucking knew better. You knew.”
I bared teeth. “I didn’t have a choice.”
“You didn’t give any of us one.” His expression sobered. “And now, we all have to worry about it. You, me, and the guys. Your mom and dad?” Wolf shook his head. “And Sloane. Sloane and her brother could be victims in all this, but you’re too fucking blind to see it.”
He’d said something like this before, standing up for her. My throat tightened. “Well, if you don’t want her so bad, why do you keep coming to bat for her, then?”
He forced fingers into his hair. “I just don’t want her hurt. She can’t get hurt. She…” He stopped on his own accord.
But I think me stepping back definitely had something to do with it.
Angling my head, I held up a hand.
Wolf frowned, getting up. “D…”
“I’m done, Ares. Done with this,” I huffed. “Done with you.”
He cringed. “It’s not what you think.”
But he couldn’t offer me anything else. Even now, he just let those words sit between us.
They filled the fucking air.
I lifted my hands. “I said I’m done.”