I feel eyes on the back of my neck and they follow even as I make it to the main part of the cabin and find the door that leads out of it.
“You can’t say anything to anyone about this,” Alik says from behind me.
It's what finally makes me snap. His eyes widen as I fly across the room at him. He catches me but he isn’t expecting the knee to the balls. He lets out a grunt as his hand drops to grab his jewels and like the good girl my mama didn’t raise me to be, I take a cheap shot and punch him right in the face.
He lets out a grunt, one of his hands moving up to touch his cheek and the other still cupping his balls. His eyes flit up to mine and I can see that his rage is burning as hot as mine.
Good.
Brynsyn’s lip are parted as he looks on from a couple of feet away and Fox blinks a few times as if he can’t believe his eyes.
They find this shocking and yet none of them were opposed to keeping my dead body in this cabin and hiding it away.
“Don’t fucking approach me again and don’t think you’re telling me how to control this situation.” And the gods know I have no idea what is going on here. I can barely remember the party and what happened, but I’m hoping it’ll all come to me once I go home and rest. I certainly can’t come back here and try to press them for more information.
My shoulders tighten and I spare each one of the men a glare before marching my recently dead ass right out of the cabin.