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The car stops at the hospital, and nurses are already waiting with a gurney.I gently lay Melinda down as they drag her away, bursting through the door of the emergency room.I follow them and stand in the middle of the hallway, my chest heaving, my clothes stained with the blood of a woman who isn't my mate.I see Jackson standing a few feet away, his face a mask of concern, but there's something else.It's judgment.I can feel it radiating off him. Heâs judging me for leaving Angel standing there alone in the dirt.Heâs judging me for choosing this crisis over the woman who holds my soul.âFuck!â I curse punching the wall so hard it leaves a dent, my knuckles bloody, but nothing hurts.I ran here because of her, but in the end, I abandoned her.But once again, I was so cruel to her because of Melinda. âWhat have I done?â I whisper, remembering her face as she stood frozen on those stairs and the way her eyes shattered when I used my Alpha tone on her.And her insecurities? I fucking
Cassian: ~~~ A month ago⌠âŚ~... I watch my angel unravel the third time beneath me, every sound she makes carving itself into me. She's breathtakingly beautiful and all mine. I lean in and place a soft kiss on her forehead as she drifts to sleep. I guess weâll leave once she wakes up. And pulling out of her feels like tearing myself away from something I need to breathe. She is too addictive. I make my way out to bathe. I'm walking out afterwards when the silence is shattered by her painful cry. I run inside only to freeze at the sight. Angel lies there, twisting in pain, her hands wrapped around her as she whimpers in agony, and⌠she's bleeding. Guilt crashes over me. I knew I was too hard on her; her moans sounded more painful, but she didn't want me to stop when I offered. I thought things were okay. Oh, Selene. I rush to her side. âBaby, hey, tell me where it hurts.â I plead, but she only cries, muttering the same words over and over: âIt hurts.â My heart constric
Three hours pass in a blur of agony and silence. Cassian still hasn't returned, and the pain is gone after I take my medication.I make my way downstairs and find Jackson leaving the kitchen with a food flask.âJackson?âHe looks up at me surprised. Looks like he was planning to sneak away unnoticed. I wonder if Cassian put him to it. âHow is Melinda?ââShe's out of danger now. Alpha wanted to come, butâŚââI know,â I interrupt, my voice steady despite the ache ripping through me. âMelinda and the baby need him more.âJacksonâs eyes soften with heartache; he looks like he wanted to say something, but he turns, heading toward the door instead.He is almost out the door when I call his name again.âJackson.âHe pauses and looks back. âTell him it was fun while it lasted,â I say calmly, even though my heart is shattering.His eyes widen for a brief second, then he nods once before leaving.âŚ~âŚOnce he was gone.I walk to Cassianâs study, my feet moving on instinct. I stop in front of his
âWait⌠are you pregnant? You bitch!â Melinda exclaims, swinging her hand toward my face, but I grab her hand mid-air, the force of her momentum vibrating my arm.I stare at her, wondering if she has finally lost her mind.âMelinda, are you nuts?â I asked, my voice trembling with disbelief, because only a madwoman would act like this. âYou want to hit me because you think Iâm pregnant? And even if I am, who the hell do you think you are to decide my fate?ââBecause youâre a filthy wretch who deserves to be beaten to death. You homewrecker!â she shouts, yanks her hand free, her eyes wild, bloodshot with a manic sort of hatred. âAngela, you better not be pregnant with Cassianâs child, or I swear youâll regret it.âI laugh, cold and bitter, and that enrages her even more.âIâm not moved by your baseless threats, Melinda. What you should be thinking about is the child growing inside you. You seem to care more about your petty vendettas than your own baby. Why is that?ââI don't know what y
âNo, Angel. Please reconsider. You're already in a compromised relationship with your brother, staying at his placeâŚâ Mom stops in front of me, her fingers closing around my hands as she exhales heavily, like this conversation alone is draining her life away.âAngel, Cassian is your biological brother. Kyle was my stepbrother; we aren't blood-related. Please, this is incest, and nothing good can ever come out of a relationship bound by blood. Please, baby. Let him go, listen to your mother, I know best.âI smile widely at her latter words, realizing how she suddenly sounds and looks like Mother Gothel, who pretends to be Rapunzel's loving mother but is actually her captor.âWhat is funny?â she asks, confused.I shake my head.âNothing, Mom. But I can't leave, Brother, especially now. I love him, and he's going to be the faâŚâ I stop myself just in time, my heart racing as I swallow the truth back down.âI'm sorry, Mom, I've made my decision, and you're not talking me out of it.ââFine!







