Monster 6

Monster

“Stop fucking looking at it.” Gritting my teeth, I tore the tablet out of Havoc’s hands. He was trying not to smirk at least, which was more than anyone else in The Drunken Otter. Pope and Cyber were giggling like schoolgirls smoking their first joint. They weren’t even trying to hide it. And who could blame them? I would be laughing too if our roles had been reversed. “Fucking perverts.”

Throwing back his head, Pope laughed. “There’s not much to perv on from what I can see.” He roared at his own joke and my face closed down. It wasn’t even a frown. I literally shut down. I had to, otherwise my emotions would get the better of me and I would hurt someone.

And by God, I wanted to hurt someone. I wanted to do it so badly that my palms itched with need.

“Or are you saying it’s not you?” Cyber cocked his head to the side. His face was serious. “Because I have to say, brother, it really looks like you.” He scanned the tablet sitting on the bar in front of him. His brow furrowed. “E