"Is this what I should expect if you take my sister to Sun and Fury? An uncontrollable wolf!" Alaric's voice rumbled through the chamber, stilling me at his rage. "Should I expect her corpse within six months?!"
Eryx growled and stood before my brother, bristling, shoulders rising and falling. I was so used to his size that I forgot how much he made even Alaric appear small.
"Alaric," I hiss. "Enough."
I tumble from the sheets of the bed and almost eat stone, but Kharis catches me before I do. I huff, annoyed at the covers tangled in my feet and the wave of dizziness that went through me. Eryx's head whipped around at my state, glared at Alaric and returned to my side, kneeling beside me to help me.
"Does it not concern you, Ida?" Alaric stepped closer, pushing Eryx and his naked form away, hissing, "Put on some clothes before you permanently hurt my sister's eyesight."