Chapter Forty
“Our brother, the only one you haven’t met. He says he doesn’t want a mate.” His fingers brushed across my cheek, making me look up at him. His words hurt. I knew it was stupid to be upset that one of them didn’t want me. I could barely keep up with the ones that did.
How many brothers did they have? I was already exhausted from Lucian, Bash, and Oliver. I didn’t know if I could handle another one.
“I bet he changes his mind when he meets her.” Bash said from where he lay sprawled against the headboard. His golden eyes watching Lucian and I. There was no jealousy, just a calmness that he hadn’t had before. With warmth and tenderness flowing between the three of us.
I could still feel Oliver. It was strange. He wasn’t mad but aggravated. I wondered if it had to do with t
