Chapter 68

Briar’s POV

I didn’t want to freak out but I was freaking out. I had the eyes of a snake. No, a cat. Gosh, I didn’t fucking care.

I paced up and down with the mirror clenched so tight my fingers ached. My heart thundered against my ribs, each frantic beat reminding me how utterly screwed I was.

"Briar," Kieran said, gentle but guarded. He stood off to the side, arms folded tightly across his chest. Always the rational one, always controlled. He had thrown on a black shirt and jeans at some point, and right now, he seemed like the only solid thing in this room.

Kai was standing near the window, still shirtless, arms tense at his sides, every muscle outlined with stress. He stared at me, expression unreadable, his jaw clenched tight enough to break teeth.

And Kylan—god, Kylan just looked stunned. Bare-chested with messy hair, wearing nothing but a pair of low-slung shorts. He hadn’t spoken since handing me the mirror, just watched me with