Chapter 5
“You and your sister don’t look where you’re going very often, do you?”
Gunner’s fingers burned against my wrist as he restrained me from...what? Pulling a sword that didn’t currently exist? Punching him in the eye or kneeing his balls in an effort to relax his grip?
Unfortunately, the tremor racing down my spine couldn’t be entirely attributed to the grasp of a powerful opponent. And perhaps that’s why my rebuttal came out with so much bite. “Oh, yes. The expert on sibling relations. Did you show your big brother to his room, sedate him with sleeping pills, then sneak out for a beer? Is that why you dared to leave his presence when the poor little pack leader might very well be stubbing his toe at this very instant?”
Only the slight twitch of Gunner’s left eyebrow proved tha
