Ch. 121 - Conflicted

River POV

"You just couldn't resist, could you?" I growled at my little brother lying half-dead in a bed. I was aggravated enough from Drake nagging me the whole way here. Now that we arrived, we find Chase perfectly fine getting his dick wet by Kiera. I was tired of all their shenanigans.

"You're pathetic." I practically spat out to my brother, but he didn't stir even a little. He looked like a damn fool with that grin on his face too. I wanted to punch his face in, but he wouldn't wake up.

"This is a waste of time." I sighed, pulling a chair to sit beside him. I was looking for a fight, but beating my comatose brother wasn't what I needed.

I tilted my head, tuning my hearing into his heart, and it seemed to be beating just fine. He wasn't warm or even pale. It was a little unsettling that he was out cold.

My hand smacked his cheeks lightly, and all I got was a small grunt. He was alive, so that's all that really mattered.

"Are you done beating up our unconscious brother?" Drake as