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they were over until after Mason had already claimed her.  Mason and Amanda’s betrayal led to some—admittedly—idiotic actions on Remy’s part, the worst being his kidnapping of Aries Drago.  He’d thought she was Mason’s long-lost sister, and to get back at the Walker for stealing Amanda, Remy had kidnapped Aries.  Turned out, she wasn’t Mason’s sister.  It also turned out that Aries was claimed and mated to Commander Conn Drago, who subsequently took great and abiding pleasure in beating the living shit out of Remy the second he got his hands on him.  Remy hadn’t fought back.  He knew he deserved the beating, especially after Aries had nearly died trying to escape him.  After that, Remy had vowed to give up on his obsession with injuring Mason through his sister—who had only recently been found.  The girl’s name was apparently Harlow, but that’s all Remy knew of her, and it was all he wanted to know.  He’d completely avoided the welcoming party thrown for her at the Estate’s reception hall and since then had obsessively avoided inquiring into her. He didn’t care.  No, he’d opted to let the fire that was his hatred of Mason simmer to a slow burn until it fizzled completely.  Now, he was indifferent.  Truth be told, if Amanda were truly his Angel, Remy was certain he’d have felt more for her than the simply enjoyment at being in her company, or the pleasure he found in her bed.  She hadn’t been his, and he was finally Walker enough to admit it now.
    Pacing and staring down a clearly displeased Mason, Remy stepped away from the door when he heard feet clanging up the stairs.  Monroe.
    Monroe entered, flanked by King Mulholland, Chief of Security at StoneCrow and Monroe’s personal guard.  If the room had been uncomfortable earlier, now it was downright nasty.  Four dominant Walkers filled Remy’s space, and his inner beasts were snarling in outrage. 
    Smirking at Remy’s clear displeasure, Monroe jerked his chin toward the door while eyeing King, who took the hint and exited the room, taking up vigil just outside the door.  Monroe eyed the space before crossing to stand next to Mason, looking out the window over the grounds.  As dominant males weren’t comfortable in too close proximity to one another, and no one was more dominant than Monroe, Mason moved away from the window.
    “Gentlemen.” Monroe spoke without turning.  “Why don’t you have a seat?” 
    Remy’s eyes didn’t leave Mason’s. “I’ll stand, thanks.  What’s this about?”  His nostrils flared as he scented Mason’s fury.  Nothing new.
    “As you know,” Monroe turned to face them as Mason paced to the wall opposite Remy, the three of them standing facing each other from the furthest points in the room, “Mason’s sister, Harlow, has recently been located and brought the Estate.”
    Remy made no move to indicate his knowledge of the fact.
    “She’s been trying to find her niche’ here at the Estate, and has recently requested assignment with the Sentries.”
    That had Remy’s eyes tearing from Mason’s to frown fiercely at Monroe.  “What?”
    “Seems she feels the need to earn her keep.”
    “No!” Remy balled his hands into fists.  Avoiding Harlow was one thing, but having her dangled in front of his face every day?  That was out of the question.  “I’m not doing it.”  He sliced his angry gaze to Mason.  “Tell her no.”
    “I tried.” Mason gritted out.  “But she’s determined.  Which means…”
    He didn’t get the chance to finish as Remy cut him off, turning back to Monroe.  “I don’t have time for this, you know that.  I’ve got Sentries to train.  Real Sentries.  The Keepers are still here, causing more than their fair share of trouble, and who knows what in the hell is going on with the Megalya?  It’s too busy.  She’s going to be a distraction.  Tell her no.”
    Monroe smirked and lifted one shoulder in a ‘so what’