"Eight f*****g teen?!" Aiden roared, his entire body tensing up.
Marley could do nothing but stand there, still as a statue. Ian is 15 years old. It's not statutory rape by any means, but it was still incredibly concerning. Someone of that age could hurt him, pressure him-
"It's not illegal, Aiden! Okay! Please stop! This is why I didn't tell you!"
Aiden's body was thrumming with energy. He searched for some way to release it, striding towards the trinkets on one of their nightstands.
"Because I'd f*****g kill him and end up in jail?!" He shouted, grabbing onto one of Gabby's books.
Marley rushed to his side, quickly grabbing his arm before he could throw it, the muscles in his arms coiled with tension. When she met his eyes and looked up at him, his body slowly relaxed. The anger was
