Tryst Six Venom by Penelope Douglas

of yours and your friends. This is all we’ll ever be!”
Why did she have to come tonight? She should’ve just left me alone.
“No one is worth this much trouble,” I tell her. “Not even you.”
Her eyes fall, and for the first time, I see her speechless. She knows it’s
true. We’re never going to hold hands, and I will always choose my family
over her.
Amy crashes to the ground at Clay’s feet, crying out as she lands on her
elbow. Red instantly starts staining the rainy street.
Clay barely notices, looking down and blinking as if she were beamed
into this brawl and is trying to figure out what’s going on.
Aracely grabs her hair and yanks her head down. Clay’s face contorts in
pain, but she doesn’t make a sound as Ara shoves her with her foot and she
lands in a puddle, breaking her fall with her hands.
Aracely advances, I dive in to stop her, but she takes hold of Clay again,
fisting her hair at the scalp and dragging her.
“Ara!” I bark.
But no one hears me. I glance up, searching for my brothers, the rain
shrouding everything. Dallas holds his hand over his eye, probably to keep it
from bleeding as he swings his foot back and kicks something on the other
side of Milo’s car. I can’t see whomever he’s finally subdued.
Trace is on the ground, underneath Luke Houseman, choking him from
the bottom, while Milo tries to get his legs under him and shake his head
clear.
Aracely releases Clay, but only for a moment. Fisting Clay’s tank top,
Ara pulls, ripping the back of the fabric, and I can hear it scream from here.
Clay hugs herself with her arm, holding it to her body as everything seems to
happen in slow motion.
Ara lets her go, takes out her knife, swings out the blade, gathers a
handful of Clay’s hair, and…
I suck in a breath. Breaking into a run, I pull my own blade out of my
back pocket, unsheath the knife, and reach out, yanking one of Aracely’s
braids. She growls but releases Clay just in time, and I put myself between
the two women, glaring at Ara.
“She’s mine,” I bite out. “Mine! Get the fuck away from her or she’ll be
Army’s tonight, too.”
Aracely pins me with fire in her eyes, and I know that nothing makes her
crazier than Army with another woman. Because he’s what she really wants.