overbearing protection. She should have just kept her damn mouth shut and lied through her teeth.
Emitting a disgusted sigh, she trudged up the stairs toward her room. When she got to Dâs door, she paused before sliding her hand over the knob.
She quietly pushed it open and walked inside. D was on the bed, his big body curled into a defensive gesture. It was a position she was intimately familiar with.
Even in sleep, he fought for control. Sweat beaded his forehead, and his muscles contorted and spasmed in his chest and arms. He let out a low moan, and Tyana bent to soothe a hand over his face.
There was no question of her offering comfort. She eased into bed beside him and wrapped her arms around him, just as sheâd done so many other nights.
His arm crept around her even as he slept, an automatic motion born of years of habit. They held on tight to each other as Tyana drifted into sleep. The two of them against the world.
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Jonah strode into the game room to see Mad Dog lighting another joint. There was a weariness to Mad Dogâs face that Jonah hadnât seen in a long time. Mad Dog looked up as Jonah drew closer.
âWhat the fuck are we going to do about Eli Chance?â he demanded.
Jonah crossed his arms over his chest then relaxed them again and put his hands on the back of the couch. âShort answer? I donât know.â
âTy said he was stable, that he shifted at will and had complete control over his abilities. Iâd say thatâs a big point of interest for us. What if Ty is right and he could lead us to a cure for D?â
âTy is going to keep her ass out of this,â Jonah bit out. Heâd seen the fear and uncertainty in her eyes, and it was something he swore heâd never have to look at again once he and Mad Dog took her and D in. It pissed him off that Eli Chance had rattled her so badly. It pissed him off even more that his confidence in Tyâs ability to handle herself was shaken.
âWeâve been gathering intel on Eli and his team for weeks,â Mad Dog said evenly. âTy was supposed to be on a simple fact-finding mission. Well, she found out plenty. The bastard is stable which means his team probably is as well.â
âWe donât know that for a fact,â Jonah said.
Mad Dog made a rude sound. âThey all got gassed by the same chemical. D is a shifter, and we now know for sure Eli is as well. Itâs not a stretch to say that his team also developed the ability. And if Eli is stable, what are the chances that his team isnât? They obviously got help from somewhere. We just need to figure out how and where. Iâm not one for walking up and saying hey, buddy, can you help my brother out after he left D for dead and skedaddled with his teammates.â
Jonahâs jaw ticked in anger. The truth was, he wanted Eli Chanceâs blood. Now more than ever. If it hadnât been for Ty intervening, Jonah and Mad Dog would have gone after the asshole and taken him out. But she viewed Chance as a means to help D, and so Jonah had allowed her to approach him in Singapore. Big mistake. One he wouldnât make twice. He was done allowing Ty any leeway when it came to Eli Chance.
He looked back up at Mad Dog. âWe let things calm down a bit. Allow Chance to relax his guard, and then you and I will take him out. I donât want him to see us coming until heâs staring death in the face.â
âAnd if he does have information that can help D?â Mad Dog asked.
âThen heâll tell us before he dies.â
Mad Dog nodded. âGood enough.â He exhaled a thin plume of smoke then stubbed the joint out in the ashtray.
Jonah turned and walked out of the game room. He trudged up the stairs feeling a hell of a lot older than he had just a few hours before. The burden of responsibility for his family, his teammates, weighed heavily. Things were fast going straight to hell, and