My Second Chance Mate is a Barbarian (Sera and Fenris) novel Chapter 395

Taya

My ears still rang as I stumbled into the house. The bitter chill stung my face, but it couldn't drown out Rurik's voice echoing in my head.

"Get out of my house, Taya," he snarled, blood flecking his teeth. His hand pressed to the gash on his temple, courtesy of my boot. I stood there in the center of the shattered table, mouth dry and useless.

"Sorry," I mumbled. A pathetic word. A stupid word. What did 'sorry' even mean to a broken skull? To a broken table? To broken everything?

I blinked down at my hand. My fingers clenched around the hilt of my knife, the cold handle seeping into my palm. When had I grabbed this?

"Damn it."

I shoved the knife into my belt and stomped upstairs.

I was finally home. My own house, then. My own room, my own bed, my own everything, and tomorrow morning I would go down into that ring and settle the only thing left that was actually mine to settle.

Except the door was locked.

I kicked at it, jarring my shoulder with the force of it, and cursed loudly when there was no response. My father wasn't home, and I could count the people left in the house on one hand, but this was exactly the kind of petty shit he pulled. Punishing me for staying away by taking away the one thing that was actually mine, like I was some kind of errant kid again.

"Hey, you dumb bastard! I need to get in there!" I yelled through the door.

No response.

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