Chapter 96
The knowledge made my chest ache. Every time I thought we’d had a breakthrough, the ground beneath us crumbled.
“Ro?” Anson’s voice was hesitant.
I let my eyes fall closed for a moment. I wanted to lash out, to push them all away. But that was my hurt talking, my fear, I couldn’t blame the rest of the guys for Vaughn’s actions. I couldn’t even blame Vaughn. He’d been through hell.
I swallowed against the burn in my throat. “What happens if Vaughn never wants to be a part of this bond?”
Knox moved to stand beside me. “He’s already a part of the bond. The only way that breaks is if one of you dies.”
My chest tightened. I didn’t want to hold Vaughn hostage, not when being with me would cause him this much pain. As much as it would’ve
killed me to let him go, I would’ve. “There’s no way to undo it?”
River stepped up next to Knox. “I’ve never heard of it happening before.”
Caspian shuffled in on my other side. “That’s not what he wants, Ro. I know he said it but-”
“I’m hurting him.” I turned to Caspian, fighting to keep my tears at bay. “He’s been through so much, and I’m only causing him more pain.”
Caspian blanched. “I don’t think that’s the case.”
“You didn’t see him just now. Being linked to me, fighting to stay away, constantly worrying about hurting me…it’s torturing him.”
Caspian ran a hand through his hair and looked out at the lake. “He hasn’t truly hurt anyone in years.”
“But that burden stays with him.”
“I know,” Caspian whispered. There was so much guilt in his voice. A weight of his own that he was battling with. “I goaded him that day. I was being an ass. I knew he was still struggling with control and I didn’t care.”
I moved closer to him, laying a hand on his arm. “You were a kid.”
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His eyes met mine. “I was old enough to know better.” A muscle in his jaw ticked. “Do you know he wouldn’t touch me or anyone else for almost a year after that? A year of no human contact. That messes with someone.”
I’d felt so alone after Lacey died and my parents all but disappeared. There were months where I hadn’t gotten a hug, but I’d still had a casual touch here and there. A pat on my shoulder. The shake of my hand. Vaughn hadn’t had any of that. The tightening in my chest only intensified.
“I don’t know how to help him. Is it best if I simply stay away?”
“No.” It was Anson who spoke, his green eyes hardening to emeralds. “He’s so used to everyone letting him get away with this disappearing act. I think it’s time we push.”
Caspian whirled on Anson. “You have no idea what Vaughn went through. Losing our parents. Almost dying. Manifesting so early. It’s more than the scars on his body. It’s the scars on his fucking soul.”
Anson didn’t move as Caspian shoved at his chest. I held my breath, waiting for Anson’s infamous temper to explode, but it didn’t. “You’ve all been tiptoeing around him and making excuses for years. Every time you let him push you out, it makes those walls a little stronger.”
The burn in my throat was back. Anson knew what it was to push people away, except his walls weren’t made of scowls and biting comments. His had been constructed of cocky smiles and pretending to be someone he wasn’t.
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