Lucy POV
I awoke to the sound of voices, my head was pounding and my neck stinging. Groaning, I get up rubbing my eyes as I swing my legs over the side of the bed. I find myself in Tyson’s room. The door was cracked open slightly and I could hear the murmurs of people talking somewhere in the packhouse. Getting up, I clutch my neck, the movement making my mark sting. Tears brim in my eyes that he marked me. I hated him. I hated him with everything in me. I felt betrayed by him. Now there was no escaping the bond.
Walking to the door I open it, the door creaking and the house suddenly falls quiet. “Tyson?” I call out, hoping Ace isn’t the one that is home. I hear footsteps before seeing Tyson suddenly appear in the hallway and I rush to him. Throwing my arms around him, he hugs me close and I breathe in his scent, sparks rushing over my skin as he presses his lips to my head. Hearing voices again I look up at him.
“Who is here, is Ace here?” I ask, not wanting to see him.
“No, he isn’t here but come on” Tyson says, grabbing my hand and tugging me down the hall when I get the burnt smell of Almonds overloading my senses and I knew a demon was in the house. I freeze my entire body locking up and Tyson stops before cupping my face and brushing his thumb over my cheek.
“You are safe I promise, Ace isn’t here” He says tugging me to him before walking me out into the living room. If I was scared before it was nothing compared to how I felt now seeing all their faces. I feel bile rise in my throat and I rip my hand from Tyson’s. My heart raced in my chest so hard I could hear it. My stomach drops as I stare back at my stepfather, Aamon, Avery and last of all my mother. I step backwards, this can’t be happening, why were they looking at me like that?
I hated being in the spotlight and suddenly all eyes were on me. The pity in their eyes made me feel pathetic and I knew they knew. I look at Tyson and step further toward the front door, my stepfather stepping in front of it before I could make a run for it.
“You told them?” I ask, horrified and humiliated looking at Tyson.
“They needed to know, Lucy” I shake my head. How could he, how could he do this to me?
“Lucy?” My mother says softly, making me look at her and her huge swollen belly, tears running down her cheeks as she tries to get up.
“No, no, you don’t get to care now, none of you do” I tell her before looking at Tyson.
“How could you, you are supposed to be my mate?” I told him.
“That’s not a secret I could keep Lucy,” Tyson says.
“It wasn’t yours to tell either” I scream at him. Tears running down my face at the complete and utter embarrassment of this situation. This is the last thing I wanted was for everyone to know, everyone to judge me.
“They can help, Avery and Aamon needed to know Lucy. What if he does it to someone else, could you live with that, knowing you could have stopped it” Tyson says, stepping toward me.
“Well they know now don’t they” I tell him turning back for the bedroom realising I have no chance of escaping out the front door.
“Lucy stop!” My stepfather commands, my feet becoming suddenly glued to the floor unable to take another step. His Alpha aura rolled over me, sending a wave of pain through me as I grit my teeth, a whimper leaving my lips. I hear Tyson growl.
“Drop it brother, king or not I will hurt you” Tyson growls walking over to me where I was frozen. The command drops and I gasp sucking in a breath. Tyson wraps his arms around me, his hands running up and down my arms before resting his chin on my shoulder. I relax against him, leaning into him, sparks running over me making me want to step closer and live in his warmth, not that I could get any closer to him when he was already pressed against me.
“You have nothing to be embarrassed about Lucy, what he did is wrong. No one deserves that, but you have to tell them” Tyson murmurs.
“I don’t want to tell them” I whisper, horrified at the thought, my biggest shame, my weakest moment. Tell them how pathetic I was? What if they blame me, I shut the door. I could have ran but I stupidly shut the door. I don’t want to tell anyone that, have them look at me differently.
“You don’t have to say it Lucy, just let me look, let me in your head” Comes Avery’s voice. I shake my head and she gets up walking toward me, her emerald green eyes sparkling back at me as she stands before me, she always looked so regal, so strong and I could see why she was the demon witch high priestess, she truly was a remarkable woman and had done so much to help us mutations, she helped save us, helped free us. She cups my face in her hands, her auburn hair hanging over one shoulder to her waist as she gazed down at me.
“You don’t have to tell anyone okay, just let me see. I need to see Lucy, I can’t convict him if I haven't seen the truth”
“Convict him?” I ask. And she nods, her thumbs rubbing under my eyes when I suddenly get an idea, I touch my mark on my neck knowing she is the only person to exist that can remove a mate bond, she was half succubus, her father asemodeous was the prince of hell, her mother was the queen of the faewood coven before Aamon murdered her, everyone has heard the stories of Avery and Aamon’s tragic past, yet she still loved him brought him back from the dead after she killed him for his betrayal. I envied that she loved him enough to bring him but I hated Ace, hated his mark that lay on my neck.
“You let me see Lucy, I promise you will never have to see him again”
“What will happen to him?” I ask.
“I will send him back to the pits of hell where he belongs, my father will make sure he burns everyday for what he did for the rest of eternity” She says, her voice never wavering and I knew she would do just that, I nod and she smiles softly.
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