Navy's Sons: Bullied by Quadruplet Stepbrothers novel Chapter 21

Navy’s Sons: Bullied by Quadruplet St…

18.Argument

Tabitha’s POV

It’s late afternoon when I leave my room. I’ve been pacing for over an hour, still rattled from what happened with Reed in the library. I feel suffocated in my room and my mind is screaming to seek some fresh air. I really don’t have a destination in mind. I just need to move.

My feet carry me down the east wing. I pass two doors before I hear voices coming from one that’s slightly open. I slow down when I catch the faint sound of voices behind the half-open door. I pause. I don’t mean to stop, but something in the tone draws me closer. I press myself to the wall and lean in.

“She’s digging again,” I recognize Reed’s agitated voice. “We need to stop her before she finds anything else.”

I go still. It doesn’t take a genius to know that they are talking about me. Is this about my encounter with it in the library earlier? It hasn’t even been a day and he is already tattling me to his brothers?

“We warned her already. Maybe we weren’t clear enough.” Jace’s tone sounds ominous.

“She’s desperate to break the bond. And it’s gonna be more complicated once she learns more than she should,” Luca notes.?

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“She’s not just going to back off because we hide a few She’s too stubborn for her own good,” Reed grits out. pages.

“Get rid of all the risky materials in the restricted section. If she wants to keep coming back there, let her. But we’ll make sure she won’t find anything of value,” Evren’s cold voice makes me shudder.

I don’t hear the rest. I don’t want to. I push off the wall and slip away, heart pounding. My hands clench as I make my way through the side corridor and out the back door.

My head is pounding with so many thoughts and I’m not sure what to entertain first. My asshole stepbrothers are shamelessly jeopardizing my chances of breaking the mate bond. I know they already warned me that I cannot escape them. But they can’t possibly expect me to just accept that, right?

I spent most of my life hating them, cursing at them… and I may have been confused by my own thoughts and unexplainable physical reaction to them these past few days but I know that I am still the same girl they used to bully. The same girl they cannot stand!

Even now, they find new ways to make my life miserable. One moment, they act like they couldn’t care less if I vanished. The next, they’re warning everyone to stay away from me, like I belong to them. They can’t stand the idea of someone else’s scent on me. They hate me in their house and at the same time, they don’t want to let me go. What the hell do they want?

I step into the garden path. The gravel crunches under my shoes as I walk blindly forward. My eyes sting. I want to scream. I want to tear something apart. I want to go back into that room and make them say it to my face.

Instead, I keep walking and walking, until the hedge parts and the tall glass structure comes into view. The greenhouse stands quiet in the corner of the garden swallowed by ivy. I stare at it for a moment. I don’t know why I come here. I just do.

Screw it, I step inside without a thought in mind. The air is warmer here. It’s damp and earthy. The scent of mint and rosemary fills my lungs. I move down the aisle of plants and grab a small pair of shears from the tool tray. I bend over the lavender bush and begin to trim.

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