I clenched my fists under the table, resisting the urge to punch Ash, or maybe all of them, for that matter. The tension was thick enough to cut with a knife, and now my brothers gave Mikaela more attention than she deserved.
Draven remained quiet beside me, his grip on my hand tightening. I knew this was his way of holding back the urge to lash out. I was just grateful he hadn’t lost his patience yet. Louise looked ready to drag Mikaela out of the house by her hair, but somehow, she kept her cool. Tori, on the other hand, was glaring at Mikaela with open disdain.
Mikaela’s smile widened, clearly enjoying the attention. “I haven’t had s*x with Vlad,” she said casually, glancing over at him with a smirk. “But Draven... well, we had fun, didn’t we?”
My heart lurched, and I could feel Drav
