Yes, Micah had decked Alexander. His hand hurt, but it had been worth it. And he would do it again, 100%. When his hand connected with his jaw, it wiped that smug look off of his face, but he frowned when he realised what Alexander had said. "Wait, you think I'm cute?"
Jem and Alexander both snickered before nodding. "Yes. " Yes, I do," Alexander said, rubbing where his fist connected to his jaw. "You are cute. It's sort of a unanimous vote."
Micah frowned, looking at the others, who all nodded, grinning. What the f**k? He needed a drink desperately. But, for now, Grey and Jem were required to fix their s**t. He didn't think either had come to terms with what had happened. They were held at knifepoint. A knife made of silver. They had bled.
"Dad, I'm tired," Will said. Micah smiled a
