#Chapter 62 – Bros for Death

“Oh no,” Anton says, pressing an earnest hand to his chest as he grins at Orion, leaning forward. “You see, June and I are a package deal. Anyone who dates her gets me too, fifteen feet away at all times, just hanging out. Which I think, for you, is a win. A Bride and a Bro, all in one go.” Orion laughs at this – really laughs, and Anton grins back, pleased that his humor has again distracted someone from the truth. Because Anton hasn’t even addressed that question with himself – not really – let alone this prince. Even if his wolf does scratch him in his soul, letting him know that he’s lying to himself. “So?” Anton says, pushing and further deflecting as he lounges back against the couch arm. “Why June?” “I don’t know,” Orion sighs, letting himself slump against the couch as he stares off into the distance. “There’s something about her, isn’t there?” Anton hums, supportive and noncommittal, something his therapist used to do to get him to continue. “She’s just…I mean, she’