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“Listen, leave my beta designation out of this. We can’t all be God’s favorite,” she murmurs. “What does negotiator mean to you?”
“Negotiator? Oh!”
Quinn gives up and lifts him fireman style, then he turns to the bouncers and angrily mutters something while Dash pounds on his back. “This is wild.”
“That’s why you want to stay? Because you’re amused?” Cayenne harrumphs. “I told you to get out of the house more often.”
“Well…” That’s all I say. We both know why I don’t leave the house. “Here he comes.”
“I’m hacking his smart vehicle,” Cayenne murmurs a moment before the line dies and her face pops up on Quinn’s car screen. “Hey, gorgeous.”
“You terrify me.”
“I’ll never buy a new car, and this is why.” She tsks. “Nor will you.”
I hold my hands up. “Noted.”
Luckily, Quinn doesn’t open the backdoor, but he does open the hatch. I spin around just as he tosses a man into the back, who grunts.
“Did he just hit his head?” I exclaim as I hear a thud.
“Yes.” Quinn gives me an evil little smirk. Honestly, it’s absolutely unhinged and attractive as fuck.
The man groans, and Quinn shuts the hatch on his feet. I wince. He grins even more as Dash curls in on himself. Luckily, the pungent scent of liquor masks any kind of alpha smell.
“How much did he drink?” I want to poke him because he looks dead.
Quinn gets in the driver’s seat without answering me and takes a moment to breathe while I push myself against the door so I can keep an eye on both of them.
“I think he’s dead,” I tell Quinn.
His laughter is not what I expect as he puts on his seat belt. “Aria, this is my drunk brother, Dash. I’d tell him to say hi, but I’m pretty sure he just drank himself into a coma.”
“I don’t think he’s breathing.” Why the fuck do I even care? You drink, then you deal with the consequences. Oh, hell.
“He’s breathing, I assure you.” Quinn doesn’t sound happy about that.
As he pulls away, my eyes remain on his stomach. “No, he really isn’t breathing.” My hand lands on my belt buckle.
“He’s alive.”
“How can you be so sure?”
Quinn stops at the next light and looks me in the eye. “Because, sweet girl, I can feel his life force through our bond.”
My mouth rounds, and I nod. “So bond brothers,” I state just for clarification. “Green light.”
He doesn’t turn around, not right away, but eventually, he does. “Bonded brothers.”
“Oh, a pack, pack?” My jaw drops as I look back and forth between them.
“Quinn,” Cayenne interrupts, and I squeal, having forgotten she was on the screen. “Take her directly home. Also, you paid her two hundred for the delay.” The screen goes black.
“She terrifies me,” Quinn mutters.
“I still think it’s funny she thought you were a girl.” Cayenne never makes mistakes, and I plan to hold it over her head for the rest of her life.
“It’s the name,” he mutters. “It’s also why I cut all my hair off. But yes, we are a pack.”
