Page 125 of Bound By Her

“She’s on thin ice,” Regan whispered conspiratorially in his ear.

“Who?” Bryson responded.

“Your Adria. Word is, you three have gotten her in hot water.”

He turned, but Bryson grabbed his wrist. “And how is that?”

Regan looked around before responding, “I really shouldn’t say,” he said, giggling to himself. “Something about aTriunebeing suspicious of her motives. Lorettatells me these things in confidence. Apparently, whomever they are they are worried about her motives.”

He waved his hand in the air. “She has been given explicit orders, train you to completion or else.”

“Or else what?”

“Or else the deal’s off, she loses—but it’s only a rumor.”

She loses.

Bryson liked the sound of that. Losing to the Triune was never good. No wonder Adria was promising them the world. She was walking the plank.

She was going to have to put on one hell of a show to stay in their good graces. And Bryson would love to be the one to finally take her down a notch.

“If you’re gonna hang out in the kitchen, Bryce, at least you can make up some lun—” Seth stopped mid-sentence, freezing in the doorway.

Regan’s eyes lit up. “Aren’t you adorable?”

His eyes moved to Bryson. “I like this one.”

“Umm. Thank you,” Seth said, confused.

“Seth was just leaving,” Bryson said, moving towards him.

“Pity.”

Bryson gave Seth his bestget the fuck out of herestares.

Regan leaned his head against the cabinets, back to boredom.

A bell rang from the other room, and a dark shadow crossed over Regan’s face, but was quickly erased.

“Duty calls, if you’ll excuse me.”

He brightened and turned the kettle back on.

Bryson grabbed Seth by the arm, guiding him away.

Bryson made a beeline to find Kaydon, Seth in tow. Pushing Seth into the room, Bryson shut the door.

Flopping onto the couch with Kaydon, he said, “I propose we sabotage the preview.”

Kaydon didn’t look up from his game. “I thought we were trying not to rock the boat.”

“That was before we had all the information,” Bryson said, taking his time explaining what he had learned in the kitchen.

“Can we even trust him?” Seth asked.

Bryson’s knee bounced. He was having a difficult time sitting still. “Why would he lie about that? What would he have to gain?”

Kaydon considered.

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