Chapter TEN-MAX

After dropping that bomb, the guys and I worked side by side to clean up the mess.

After we got some fucking clothes on, of course.

Last thing I wanted to do was have a meeting with a bunch of guys and their dicks just blowing in the breeze and their balls on full display.

The next few days sped by in a haze of dust, animal shit, and the guys beating the shit out of each other half a dozen more times.

At this point, I was becoming quite the fucking referee.

“Goddamn it, Kian,” I growled and shot the Bull Shifter a red-eyed glare.

Yeah, my eyes were normally blue. But they turned Jersey Devil red when I was pissed.

Like now.

“What? Who gives a fuck about Dante’s goddamn Bear problems?” he grunted, earning himself a shove from the Bear himself.

“It’s not ‘Bear problems’, asshole. It’s all our fucking problem,” Dante replied and snarled at the Bull.

Those two were the most volatile, going for each other’s throats all the damn time.