Zevran.
I do not know for how long I laid on the floor in the cold snow writhing away in agony, but by the time the pain finally stopped— only a little— it was already deep into the afternoon.
My body was covered in marks and bruises from where I had desperately scratched at myself whilst seeking relief, and even though I knew deep down that she hadn’t slept with him yet. That she hadn’t gone all the way. I still couldn’t help but feel so terrible.
I still couldn’t help but feel like a piece of shit.
Because come to think of it, it wasn’t her fault but mine— ours.
She would’ve never hurt us if we didn’t hurt her first. We would’ve never lost her if we weren’t so stupid and blind.
While these thoughts plagued my mind, in came another, which was:
And was this... was this how she always felt whenever we slept with Chalice? Was this how she always feels whenever we did this with other people?
’You see how much of a jerk you all have been?’ My wolf growled but because I was too ashamed to respond to him, I closed my eyes and sighed through the pain, my breath coming in short gasps as I struggled to rise to my feet.
And funny enough, instead of feeling mad at her for putting me through this, I pitied her and was mad at myself and at my brothers because this was a lot. Too much of you asked me; yet, she never tried to stop us. Yet, we had put her through it countless times.
Yet, we had revelled in hurting her without remorse.
A groan sounding from beside me reminded me that Kael was still with me and when I turned to look at him, I wasn’t so surprised to see how battered he looked. How torn. How desolate.
His eyes left my face to latch on her still closed door, and with a voice so small, I barely heard him, he whispered; "I think we deserved that."
"I know we did." I answered coldly, hating the way my heart squeezed tightly in my chest and hating myself more for having no other option but to stand here and watch while she continued to have fun with the despicable Alpha Frostclaw inside.
Deciding that I could no longer bear this hurt, I rose to my feet and turned away, but not before inhaling her lingering scent one last time.
Not before whispering an apology I knew she would never hear.
Kael joined me in the car seconds later, but he didn’t say anything to me. Hell, the ride home was quiet as fuck, and by the time we finally arrived at home, I frowned when I noticed the strange car parked outside the house.
My anger, coupled with the intense pain still surging through my veins and making my limbs tingle, made me see red when I noticed the cocky young bastard barking out orders to some of the maidservants outside, and I growled in indignation before I marched towards them, my voice low and gravelly as I snarled;
"Micah?!"
He froze and then slowly, very slowly turned to face me. Although I could sense his fear, he did well to hide it behind a cocky smile, his eyes glinting with something that I hated as he hissed;
"Oh, Alpha!"
But I didn’t miss the sarcasm that dripped off each word like melted butter. I didn’t miss the way his eyes darted between both of us as if measuring to see who was stronger. Who was bigger...
—who was more ’fit’ to be an Alpha.
And for the first time in my life, I hated father.
I hated father for making him so cocky. I hated him for giving this stupid Buffon the idea that he could compare himself to me and my brothers.
My nostrils flared with unadulterated rage and I made sure to channel all the demeaning look I could muster into my eyes as I snarled;
"Why are you here?"
No pleasantries. No nothing.
He didn’t deserve any of those.
At my words, he stepped back as if he’d been physically struck by my words, but before he could utter another word, another word that would probably rile me up even more, Kael stepped over and dragged his eyes along the length of Micah’s body. His voice cold as he spat;
"You’re not welcome here."
Exactly.


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