Once Seth and I were alone in our room, I turned to him and immediately asked, Are you really okay with this plan? Knocking down a wall? Going to Olympus?
Well, this dick didn’t want anything to do with her, rightfully so, because that woman is a bitch. Hate using that word, but it’s true. Anyways, she went for the next best dick. Dev.No shit, muttered Troy, shaking his head. Does Dev know this?
Lucian shrugged. Not sure how he can’t. Don’t think he cares, though.Dev doesn’t know she was on my ass all through college. She’s annoying, but she’s harmless, Gabe said, lip curling in disgust. And I’d honestly rather forget about all that. Sabrina’s marrying Dev. God help him, but she’s not my problem.Except for when she hunts you down every time you’re home, Lucian pointed out slyly.
Yeah, and that was another reason getting a place in Baton Rouge was at the top of his priority list. He was not going to live in the same house as Sabrina. Hell no.Okay. Troy arched a brow. So, let’s backtrack. What’s this shit about Nikki?
Lucian was about as happy as a damn pig rolling in shit at this point. The thing is, when Nikki was younger, no big deal. Right? Then Nikki started growing up, and well, I made it my life’s mission to remind Gabe that she may not have looked it at the time, but she was just a teenager.
His gaze connected with his brother’s. Lucian quirked a brow, and irritation flared deep inside Gabe. People who didn’t know Lucian didn’t give him enough credit. The younger de Vincent missed nothing.Stop apologizing, Ivy. Dammit. Just stop saying you’re sorry.
I opened my mouth and closed it when I realized I was about to apologize again.Ren stepped back, giving me space. You have nothing to apologize for.
Didn’t I, though? It sort of felt like there was a list as long as my arm to apologize for, starting with the fact that I hadn’t recognized the Prince masquerading as Ren right off the bat. And there was more—God, there was so much more, and when my head was running in a million different places, it was hard to remember that Ren wasn’t holding any of this against me.But how could he not? How could he sleep like he did at night? I wanted to ask him how he was moving on from this, because he’d been captured too. He’d been fed on—fed on in the worst way, and there had been this female fae. Breena. She’d claimed that her and Ren . . . She claimed a lot of things, but I knew if any of it were true, Ren hadn’t been a willing participant.