"There we go." We let him drop in the sheets sending his head in another direction as his body. My eyes catch the sight of red bruising at his neck and I crouch down to rub it. "Did we hit him?"
"You know, he asked for you." Ly tells me but my eyes stick to his neck, Saint's chest tries to fall as I pull the crew neck down some more revealing more pink going red bruises. Not bruises, love bites? Hickeys. I let the shirt go biting the inside of my cheek.
"Was the before or after miss blondie gave him those?" I look up at Ly, I hide my emotions, I hide how broken my heart feels, I hide how those broken shards dig into my lungs making it hard for to simply breath.
And I thought all I had to worry about were Tomas' assumptions, I thought he was overreacting when all this time, all this fucking time!-I step back away form his body. He lied to me. I take another step back. "Alpha Nadia!"
I'm already leaving, I need to get out of here. "Wait, alpha Nadia!" I race down the stairs putting my shoes on then just leave, no phone, no keys, I just fucking run.
My lungs burn as I blink my tears out, I can't stop running, I won't stop. Everything he said to me I believed, my eyes saw him kiss Bella and when he told me the contrary I was so desperate to believe him.
IM SO FUCKING STUPID!
Why did I listen to him? Why didn't I listen to myself? I knew this wasn't right yet I was as too busy under him to realize anything else. Now he has hickeys! HICKEYS?! Like what? He wouldn't even let me mark him and he's getting hickeys?
The burn form my lungs transfer to my legs but I keep pushing myself, I'm not slowing down as I feel my hair being brushed through by the wind. I'm taking a left before I realize who's house I'm at.
My little legs brought me here? I turn looking around, how long have I been running? I sniff and try collecting myself as I ring his doorbell then knock, more tears pour out.
He has his porch lights on, and the lights that are dug into the grass making a path shine bright too, yet I wouldn't be surprised if he doesn't answer. But the door does open and I watch sleepy eyes study me.
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