HUNTER
I knew from the very beginning that it was a trap. A rock that broke the window of my bedroom woke me up from my slumber. My body and muscles were still sore but Rhys seemed well enough inside of me. Which was probably a good sign. Most of my wounds had healed with the exception of one leg.
The demon was well but worried. And when we saw those words on paper, tied to the damn rock, all three of us lost our minds.
“Sienna is mine.”
It reeked of my pathetic cousin. And I knew his plan as soon as I saw it.
I was weak and he had my woman. It was well planned.
“We need to kill that as*hole,” Rhys hissed in my mind.
“Tear him to parts!” Ares chimed in, “He took what’s ours! She is ours! She is…”
“Mate,” I finished for them. Maybe I was afraid to think of it before, but it was gett
