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being so jealous. Not even when Ares came for Hex. Maybe that was because Hex hadn’t wanted to go with the arrogant god.
    The look of Eyce’s face as he’d let the little leech suck at his neck had been enough to curdle Fiero’s stomach. He could only imagine what it had done to Echo. “Fuck it!” Fiero turned on his heels and marched down the hall toward the staircase.
    “Where are you going?” Hex called after him.
    “To punch Eyce in his stupid, handsome face!”

Chapter Eight

    “Would you stop it?” Echo growled in exasperation when Eyce apologized yet again.
    He put his book aside and sat up on the sofa. “I get it, okay? I don’t like it, but I get it. You were just feeding the little snake. It was nothing sexual. You didn’t enjoy it, and you have no designs on running off and shacking up with him. I. Get. It!”
    “But you’re still mad,” Eyce mumbled.
    “Yes, I’m still mad. Did you even stop to think about what that would do to me? Not to mention the others. Did you even see the look on Myst’s face? Do you care? You keep spouting these apologies, but it’s not going to take away what you did. Why did you do it?”
    Echo’s chest heaved, and he sucked in a huge lungful of air. Okay, so maybe he was more pissed off than he’d been letting on. He just still couldn’t figure out why the hell his lover had done that without even talking to the rest of them.
    Before Eyce could answer, Fiero came storming down the stairs, marched right over to him, and punched him square in the face. “That’s for being a deceiving, lying, stupid bastard.” Then he hit him again. “That’s for pissing me off, upsetting Echo, and acting like you’re the only goddamn person in this relationship.” Before Eyce could move to defend himself, Fiero hit him again. “And that’s because I fucking felt like it!”
    Echo’s eyes rounded and his heart thundered. This was wrong. Though Eyce deserved the things Fiero was saying to him, Echo couldn’t let them fight like this. “Fiero.” He meant to speak firmly, but it came out more of a croak. He cleared his throat to try again, but it was too late.
    Eyce came up off the sofa, flying over the back of it, and tackled Fiero to the ground. Fists flew, bones crunched, and loud growls emanated from the dueling pair as they rolled across the floor, kicking and punching as much of the other as they could reach.
    “Stop it!” Echo hurried around the sofa and stood with his hands on his hips. “Stop right now!”
    Neither man paid him any attention.
    “You selfish asshole!” Fiero punctuated his insult with another blow to Eyce’s already battered nose. “Do you care about anyone but yourself?”
    “You’re one to talk!” Eyce shouted back as he rolled them again until he was on top of Fiero. “Tell me one thing you’ve ever done that you didn’t expect payment for.” His huge fist plowed into Fiero’s mouth.
    Echo couldn’t breathe. His stomach cramped painfully, and his heart felt like it was going to fall out of his butt. “Stop,” he whispered.
    “Then maybe you should fucking leave!” Fiero jerked his head forward, catching Eyce in the chin and causing him to grunt in pain.
    “Maybe you should leave. No one even wants you here anyway!” Eyce retaliated by driving his knee into Fiero’s gut.
    Fear and panic ate at Echo’s insides at the mention of anyone leaving. They couldn’t leave him. They’d promised. “Please, stop.” His eyes filled with tears, and his throat burned with the effort to hold them back. Snapping his fingers again and again, he tried to pull up some of the waning power he’d syphoned from Fiero the day before. He hadn’t absorbed much, though, and no matter how he tried, he couldn’t call on it now.
    “Fine!” Fiero jerked his head to the side to avoid another fist to the face. “If you hate me so much, maybe I should leave.”
    “You stupid prick.” Eyce huffed and punched Fiero in the stomach. “I love you,