Chapter 37

“Well, isn’t this quaint.”

The female voice cut through Brady, but it was Cole who snapped away. They turned in unison to see Dara and Pete standing inside the room. Pete lounged lazily against the closed door, blocking it from being used, while Dara smirked at them with heavily painted lips.

“I knew I smelled you all over this place,” Cole growled.

Dara clicked her tongue. “Maybe you should have actually listened to your instincts then. I can’t believe you fell for this, except, you know, I kind of can. You always were a sucker, Cole.”

“Fell for this.”It had been a set-up. A lure to draw them in. She couldn’t have known that Cole would show up, though. That meant her trap had been designed for Brady.

Cole came to the realization at the same time he did.

“You bitch.” His grip tightened around the stake, and he stepped forward, putting himself between them, just like he had at the frat house. “Leave him alone.”