Free Clann 03 - Consume by Melissa Darnell Page A

silently or otherwise. I tried not to squirm in my seat. Let’s just focus on getting through the rest of lunch without vamping out on anyone else, okay?
    One corner of his mouth tightened. Go on and say it. You told me so.
    I shook my head, pressing my lips together. Nope, not going to say it.
    Why not? You totally earned the right to this time. You warned me that coming here was going to push me too hard too soon, and just like you feared, I lost control.
    I sighed. Well, it could have been worse. At least you didn’t actually bare your fangs or bite him.
    No, but I sure wanted to. His mouth slanted into a wry smile as our eyes met. He took my hand from his thigh and raised it to his lips for a kiss. Have I told you lately how lucky I am to have you?
    I smiled. Oh, you’re just saying that to try to cover for the fact that you’re jealous over your ex.
    He rolled his eyes at the joke. You know that’s not it.
    I nodded.
    But did I really know that deep down?
    I pushed the question away. Tristan loved me. He was just a good guy who hated to see Dylan hurt anyone, including one of his ex-girlfriends.
    TRISTAN
    Great. So much for proving I was in control all day long.
    We stuck around in the cafeteria till ten minutes before the bell. Then Savannah and I cut out early, planning to grab a few minutes of alone time out on the catwalk.
    Except it was already in use by Dylan and Bethany.
    The rage rose up like a bonfire inside me, blistering across my skin, all but demanding I go after Dylan.
    Then I felt the cool touch of Savannah’s hand on my forearm, reminding me of all the reasons I shouldn’t kill the punk descendant.
    “I’m fine,” I muttered to reassure her as we took the steps up to the ramp that led to the catwalk.
    I planned on walking right past the couple without saying a word, just to prove I was in control again.
    But then Dylan stopped kissing Bethany. Grinning, he clearly thought, You always did have the best taste in women. Did she taste like honey to you, too?
    I stopped, my fists clenching at my sides.
    “Dylan, shut up,” Savannah hissed, stepping in front of me.
    Dylan laughed. “Why, when it’s so much fun to see him lose it over and over? You really should get a leash for that one. I don’t think he’s going to make it much longer if you don’t.”
    Rumbling in my chest made me realize I was growling. I swallowed down the sound. Control. Stay in control, Coleman. Don’t give him what he wants.
    “Bethany, you should get out of here,” Savannah muttered, glancing over her shoulder at me. She reached back to grab my forearm again, and this time her grip said she wasn’t letting go for anything.
    Bethany’s eyes narrowed. “Why? We were here first.”
    “Don’t be stupid, Bethany,” Savannah hissed. “You could get hurt.”
    Bethany rolled her eyes. “I’m not some fragile flower, Savannah.” She reached around and slid a hand across Dylan’s chest with a smile. “Besides, Dyl will keep me safe, won’t you?”
    “You know it,” Dylan murmured, turning his head to kiss her again.
    “Bethany, can’t you see he’s just using you to tick me off?” I said.
    They stopped kissing and Bethany smiled. “I don’t think so. We started dating while you were gone, and we’ve been dating for months without you here to see it. If all he wanted was to make you jealous, why wouldn’t he wait till you came back before asking me out?” Still smiling, she cupped Dylan’s cheek. “I know my baby loves me. And for the record, if you’re so worried about someone hurting me, maybe you should look in the mirror. Because Dylan has done nothing but treat me like a queen, which is more than I can say about you.”
    Dylan slid a hand around her waist and pulled her hard against him for another kiss. “That’s right, baby. But don’t be late for class because of me. See you after Charmers practice?”
    Bethany nodded, threw me one last smirk, then walked down the catwalk with an extra swing