"I can't believe she's pregnant! I'm so, so sorry, Rachel!"
I trembled from the force of my emotions. My tears washed away years' worth of stress and frustration and pain. I felt myself coming alive again as my sadness melted away to reveal hope for a different future for myself.
No one had ever told me a mate could cause so much unhappiness to their supposed 'other half.'
Bella led me to the sofa where I collapsed into a corner, kicking off my shoes so I wouldn't dirty her cushions. I drew my knees up to my chest and wrapped my arms around my legs. I thought maybe if I could make myself small enough, I could contain part of my feelings or at least shrink them down to a more manageable size.
"I thought The Model was just supposed to be a cover story for the events you 'couldn't' attend?"
I rubbed my eyes with the heel of my hand as Bella's air quotes surprised a chuckle out of me as my tears dried.
"What a filthy dog! I absolutely cannot get over Tyler blocking your calls! Does he think the mate bond will break on its own?"Focusing on keeping my hand steady, I traced the shape of my eyelid. Bella had given me free rein in her makeup drawer; she was always the bold one though she didn't really need cosmetics.I had spent the night alternating emotions. Bella and I ate too much junk food while complaining about men. We had decided I would be single forever sometime between the last of the potato chips and the first carton of ice cream."I don't know what he's thinking," I answered her honestly, "It isn't like I can hear his thoughts. I can barely feel him outside the headache he's given me."Was that what Tyler wanted to do? Make me miserable? Physically wear me down after all the years of mentally breaking me?I finished my eyes and put on a tinted lip gloss. I didn't want to go too heavy with my makeup when this j
Tyler's POV"What did she mean when she said 'you and your child'? Hhm? What was she talking about?"I missed the beginning, but I had heard enough to know Rachel thought Jenny was pregnant.Jenny blotted her face with a linen napkin the bartender offered her. She was looking everywhere but at me; I knew her well enough to know she was trying to find a way to get out of the situation sooner rather than later.Unlike with Rachel, I didn't take Jenny's arm. I only held my hand up to stop her from skirting me to scuttle off into the crowd."Don't even try it, Jenny. What did you do?"My wolf, Wynd, was unnaturally close to the front of my mind and I couldn't help the growl he pushed into my words.If Wynd had his way, we would turn right in the middle of Blue Diamond and tear the answers out of Jenny with our teeth."What did you say to my mate?" Wynd asked, forci
Rachel's POVMy head was pounding so hard I didn't notice my phone vibrating for a full minute despite it being right beside my hand."Hello?" I answered, confusion coloring my tone as I saw Tyler's housekeeper was calling me, "Magda, has something happened?"I had left instructions with the house staff to report directly to Master Tyler as I would no longer be in residence. They didn't need to know the particulars of why I was gone. All of them were well-trained as house servants who tended to ensure their discretion matched their ability to avoid asking questions not related to their work.Work hard and silently was Tyler Wright's preference."Madam Rachel, we have no hangover cure here.""I left the recipe with all the other house favorites. It's in the binder in the kitchen drawer beside the pantry.""No, no, I have never made it, Madam Rachel!"Magda was a sweet older woman. She reminded me o
Rachel's POV"Magda! Please meet me in the kitchen," I called as I entered the house.I was going to make sure the housekeeper knew how to make the hangover cure as well as I could so this never happened again. Tyler was not going to turn me into a maid because he couldn't force me to continue being his mate.I lined up all the fresh ingredients on the counter with my mortar and pestle. I would grind everything by hand. I would delay seeing Tyler as long as I could using the hangover tea as my excuse along the way.I'd been smart enough to stop by a fresh market on the way over in order to ensure I had all the fresh ingredients to hand. The last thing I needed was to get to the house only to have to turn around to run to the store.Magda asked questions quietly as I crushed the leaves and ground the fresh herbs. She handed me a strainer ball which I packed with the ingredients before closing tightly."Now we ne
Rachel's POV7 Days LaterFreedom suited me.I smiled all the time now and I took extra care with my appearance because I wanted to, not for any other reason. If someone complimented me, I thanked them and I knew they were being honest because for the first time in my life I was only myself.Before I had mated Tyler Wright, I had been Patrick Flores's daughter. People who complimented me in my youth either did it out of pity because they knew my father and his nasty habits or they knew my mother had died young leaving me to practically raise my younger brother alone.After I had mated Tyler Wright, I had been hidden away except to the closest of family. If any compliments came from those people, they were only in an attempt to gain favor with Tyler.Had I ever been free before rejecting my mate?I honestly didn't know.My life felt completely new. The whole world felt wide open to me.I spe