Ravished by the Beasts
One of his brothers must have mind-linked him because, in the next breath, he breathed out, “Oh, well, that makes sense. Good, it serves them right.”
Lynn led the way to the third floor. I half-expected another hallway full of doors, but there was only one door on the entire floor.
“This is the boys’ old room,” she announced, flinging the door open. “As you can see, it’s rather spacious up here. You can get to the rooftop from the balcony stairs. They conjoin with ours, which was how we kept a close eye on their late-night antics.”
“Did they have many girlfriends?” I asked, feeling the jealousy come creeping into my stomach like a venomous serpent.
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