As much ours as she is yours.

Lazarus pov

I mingle with my brothers in the kitchen, mainly for the sake of peace. All of us have to understand that Sarah needs time on her own, regardless of our wishes at times.

As odd as it feels to admit this, so far, Lenox seems to be the only one who understands that. Which is more than just fucking weird because once mom calls him, my brother goes off on a rant about aliens and butt stuff.

Then, Lenox drops his phone and takes off.

At first, Luka and I exchange glances, both visibly confused about his behaviour, but once we hear his heavy footsteps lead up the stairs, our eyes widen, and we run after him.

Whatever happened, it has to be connected to Sarah because there’s no other way he’d move so fast for anyone else.

As expected, sadly, once we get to the bedroom door, Lenox already drops to his knees and pulls unconscious Sarah on his lap. He tries to gently slap her cheeks as he screams, “Baby, wake up! What’s wrong with you? Who fucking did this to you?”

Luka and I s