RIGGS POV
"Teeth - 5 seconds of summer"
The room went still the moment the words left my mouth.
Not because I shouted.
Not because I growled.
But because both of my mates froze.
Two mirrors.
Two storms.
Two souls colliding with mine all at once.
Rebecca’s eyes caught fire first—reckless, dangerous, bright like she wanted to see how far she could push before I snapped. She lived to provoke, to dance on the edge of a blade just to see who’d bleed first.
And Rachele…
Rachele didn’t even blink. She inhaled, slow and shaky, her pupils dark and blown wide. Like I’d whispered sin straight into her bloodstream. Like she was seconds from unraveling just from the weight of my voice.
Goddess help me, something inside me cracked.
It wasn’t just lust.
It wasn’t even rage.
It was older.
