174|Down A Perilous Path—Part 2

Caught out at last and with nowhere to hide, Blake could only hold his head in his hands, his whole demeanour screaming of defeat as he mumbled incoherently.

"I can't hear you!" Austin rumbled at him as he closed the space between them and began shaking Blake like a rag doll.

"Let go of me, you piece of shit!" Blake yelled, trying his damnedest to wriggle away. But with his arm still in a cast, he was no match for Austin.

He dug his fingers deeper into the wound on Blake's shoulder and watched with gleeful fascination as a crimson map spread all over the white fabric of Blake's shirt.

"Tell me again how paranoid I am, my dearest brother!" He spat out the words, his mouth curled in a sneer. "Tell me you weren't fucking my fiancée behind my back!"

"My stitches—" Blake moaned, his face contorting in pain the longer Austin dug into his wound and showed no sign of easing the pressure on his shoulder. "They haven't healed!"

"You know what else hasn't healed?" Austin asked as he finall