Chapter 81

• “No party?” Jace asked, brows rising like I’d offended his entire bloodline. He was the reckless twin—the one who treated chaos like a hobby—so of course he was irritated. “What do you think we drove all this way for?” His voice was playful, but his eyes were anything but. Murderous, even.
• Yeah. Jace was absolutely done.
• He and Zane always flipped moods like a switch. Whatever Brooke had said earlier had clearly crawled under their skin, and now their irritation was a whole weather forecast.