Nina

I’m in the living room with Dominic and Lucas, trying to hash out this deal with Ashwood. My brothers are huddled around the coffee table, frowning like someone just shat in their cereal.

“Look, we need to be strategic here,” I say, tapping the papers scattered in front of me. “Thorne isn’t going to roll over just because we asked nicely.”

Dominic crosses his arms. “That asshole only cares about power. We can’t trust him.”

Lucas nods. “We should keep our guard up. He’ll stab us in the back.”

“Yeah, I get that,” I snap, “but we can’t afford to be dicks about this. We need to play nice...