He sticks his tongue out at Tate and blows a raspberry while Raya looks away as he sends her a glare before he looks our way, and I tense along with Fury at the anger he’s trying to hide from Tate.
“She’s getting fucking married!” Venom snaps as he climbs off his bike, glaring at Raya again, and I frown.
“Who?” I ask in confusion, but my heart stops when he admits, “My sister,” not looking away from Raya.
“You knew though didn’t you, Raya!” he says, spitting her name making her flinch so hard it’s like he hit her and Skylar pipes in, “Stop looking at her like that jackass!”
Venom glares at Skylar but does a double take, realizing who she is. She raises a brow at him and admits, “Both Raya and I knew, so if you dare take your crap out on her, then I dare you to take it out on me too.”
“Fuck, I’m hard,” Fury mutters but I can’t even laugh.
She’s getting married after two weeks of dating.
No, fuck, no, no, no…
“When?” I snap, ignoring everyone else.
Venom doesn’t take his eyes off the ladies, looking between them with the same confusion we’ve had, and admits, “In four months, she told me by text, but it’ll be small, and brothers are only welcome if they behave.”
Mother fucker.
Raya looks up, and we lock eyes. Her words swim in my head, and I remember her plea to fight for her and claim her from moments ago.
She gives me a slight nod, and I nod back. I grab my phone, and without breaking eye contact with Raya, I bring up my keypad and press the emergency button, knowing it will send me straight to who I need.
Blade answers after the third ring, but I don’t give him a chance to say anything, knowing he’ll chew me out for interrupting his time with Luna. Instead, I state, “She’s getting married, she’s fucking getting married.”
“Who?” he asks in confusion, and I snap, “Fucking Ivy!” causing the girls to flinch and I wince looking at a shocked face Tate.
Skylar quickly takes her from Raya, who pouts but soon smiles when Tate begins giggling. Skylar distracts her while Fury melts beside me, causing Venom to side-eye him with a raised brow.
Badass what?
“No, she’s not,” Blade denies, and I chuckle darkly and admit, “She’s just shocked the shit outta Venom and by fucking text. She says the wedding will be small in four months, and brothers are welcome if they behave.”
He’s quiet for a moment before he begins, “Psycho…” But I cut him off and demand, “Do you have my back?”
A plan is forming, something Fury put in my head. By the looks of Venom’s and Fury’s faces, they know what I’m going to do, but I need to plan it right.
Blade clears his throat and mutters, “Don’t do something fucking stupid, brother.”
I’m fucking beyond doing something stupid, like fuck is she marrying someone else. I made a fucking mistake. I should have claimed her.
Fuck New York, fuck her living her best life, I am her best life.
I snap, “Do you have my fucking back?!”
“Always, brother, I always have your back,” he confirms, and I mutter, “Then that is all I need,” before hanging up and I lock eyes with Raya, hers full of relief, and I nod.
Her best friend, yet she’s not happy for her, neither of them are.
That is all the confirmation I need.
“Stop fucking looking at my brother like that!” Venom snaps and I raise a brow at him but wince when he accuses, “You’re not having his fucking patch to piss off daddy!”
“Ah fuck…” Fury mutters as we watch pure anger radiate off Raya, something I have never seen before, while Skylar winces and steps back with Tate, her face paling a little.
Ah shit, she’s going to blow.
