"You can't do this to each other." I stomped a foot. My fist white-knuckled. The other one holding the blanket to me in an attempt at modesty.
As much as they aggravated me, taunted me and treated me like their plaything, I didn’t want to see any of them dead.
Torn apart or ravaged by the other two. I suddenly realized I couldn’t bear that.
"We will. He's stolen from us!” Racer was outraged.
“Betrayed us. As brothers. We share. That's what we do.” Hunter’s voice cracked. Thick with rage and hurt.
“Now he is no longer one of us!” Racer spat.
“Unless he can make this right." Hunter looked from him to me.
How could he possibly do that?
I looked at them all. I couldn't imagine one without the other. They’re never apart.
They do everything together.
They need each oth
