“So, you and Gideon didn’t see that one coming,” Owen said.
“Are you going to marry him? Have lots of kids?”
“Shut up.”
“Do you even love him? How does that whole legacy thing work? Do you feel connected to him as well?” Owen asked.
“Can we not talk about that right now? Can we just get to Gideon?” She didn’t want to talk about the legacy.
Gideon never did, and that was the way she liked it.
Running fingers through her hair, she felt her heart racing as they came upon an old abandoned warehouse. She saw Gideon’s car though, as well as Gabriel’s.
She also noticed several other cars that she recognized.
Anger filled her.
They were supposed to be brothers.
Family.
Climbing out of the car, she didn’t give a shit about the consequences. She only needed to see Gideon, to stop others from hurting him.
With her heart pounding, hands clammy, she found the entrance of the warehouse. Maddox had given her several codes in the time she’d worked for him, proving her loyalty to the family.
Typing in the code she had seen him cover up for warehouses, she smiled as the door opened. She had one hell of a memory, and it had come in handy today.
Rushing into the warehouse, she didn’t have to go far before she saw Gideon in the center of the warehouse. Lights were on, and she saw Gabriel, Jacob, Abel, Oliver, and Damian, along with Maddox and Stuart.
Gideon didn’t have any weapons. His face was a mess, and she saw blood on his body.
“Is that all you got, fuckers?” Gideon said.
It was her brother, Gabriel, with a bat, who swung and hit Gideon in the chest.
Without thinking, she charged toward her brother.
“Leave him the fuck alone.”
She’d taken them all by surprise, so no one stopped her as she shoved Gabriel hard. Being a Colton, Gabriel had trained her a little. She jumped onto his back, wrapping her arm around his neck and holding on tight.
She distracted him enough to drop the bat, but he threw her off.
This, she was used to. On the ground with the bat, she picked it up and stared at her brother.
The monster the Dentons didn’t know about was right there, staring back at her.
Standing in front of Gideon, she glared at Gabriel, aware of the change of tension within the warehouse.
“You’re not supposed to be here,” Gabriel said.
“Oops, you know how our sis is,” Owen said as he and Wyatt entered the warehouse.
She gripped the bat tightly, staring at Gabriel, not letting down her guard.
“You should leave,” Gideon said.
“Not happening.”