Abbie POV
I watched as he left. He really left. He walked out, and I glanced back at the bed nervously before looking back at the door. I hear him knock on Liam’s door down the hall and I move toward ours when I hear Liam’s voice.
“What’s up, brother?” I just managed to hear him say. I crack the door open just a little to listen. I knew it was coming but I thought I had more time, that maybe it wouldn’t hurt so much when it did. Yet hearing Gannon’s following words crushed me.
“I can’t do this with her anymore; I can’t. She is impossible. She-” he doesn’t finish, just sighs.
“Come on, let’s get a drink,” Liam says, wandering off with him. I shut the door, tears burning my eyes at what he said. Did he mean he didn’t want me? Did he finally realize I wasn’t enough for him, that couldn’t be what he needed?
My thoughts festered, racing through my head as I waited for him to return yet after an hour realized he wasn’t going to. Panic started to grow and writhed through me as I tried to calm my. racing heart and thoughts. Not wanting to wake Tyson, I slipped into the bathroom and sat on the floor. He was leaving me. He was going to leave me because, just like Sia, I was hurting him. I was no good for him, he deserved better. They all did!
Tyson deserved better. Tyson deserved a mother that wasn’t afraid of her own shadow, afraid of his father’s affections. Gannon needed a mate, something I could never truly be for him. I loved him, yet couldn’t do what was expected of me. I didn’t want to see the disappointment on his face when he realized I was tarnished, used, and ruined, and I didn’t want to endure the flashbacks that came with touch.
I felt dirty, felt gross as I stared at the tub. Maybe if I bathed, I would feel better, not so dirty, maybe could wash away the filthy parts of me, and Gannon wouldn’t notice them. So I ran a bath and hopped in
| scrubbed my skin yet no amount of scrubbing would remove the scars, remove the sense of their touch, remove what they did to me and what I was too weak to stop them from doing.
I was too weak to be the King’s Gamma’s mate, too vile and gross and now he saw that and nothing! did would fix it, he would leave me.
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