Their Secret Obsession (A Reverse Harem) by Pippa Moon novel Chapter 85

Chapter 85: Careful! 

Kane POV 

“Get the door.” I told Knox with a nod to the servant’s exit. I couldn’t keep my Father here much longer. Someone was bound to walk in, and I wasn’t ready to answer the questions they would have, much less deal with the pity cast in their eyes. I knew my pack would be grieving as much as Knox and I soon enough. I didn’t know how much of that shit Mike had given everyone but going by Lotties experience, I guess we had around another twenty minutes to get my Father somewhere secure. 

“Careful!” Knox growled from the doorway. As I gently lifted my Father into my arms. Fighting back the tears that blurred my vision, I carried him from the ballroom and out of the servant’s quarters. 

“Watch his head!” Knox roared when I knocked our Father’s head on a pillar on the back stairs. 

“Sorry, Pop’s.” I whispered, my eyes falling to his face, hoping that, by some miracle, the bump to the head would wake him up. It wouldn’t. I knew that. He was gone. Grounding the lump back down my throat, I met Knox’s gaze, knowing he, too, had a similar thought. 

“Are we taking him to the infirmary with Bash?” Knox asked as we walked through the passageways. Frowning, I looked at him as he held doors open for me and my precious cargo. 

“No.” I answered cautiously. “It’s going to be busy in there; Charlotte has sent all the injured there; I don’t want people gawping at him. I am taking him to his room.” I expressed, seeing Knox gnaw at his lip, his eyes still red raw from crying. I sighed, knowing he disagreed with my decision. 

“What is it?” I asked with a groan as we approached the elevator. 

“Maybe there is something that Doc can do? We should take him to the 

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Infirmary! Everyone can wait till Father wakes up.” He tried to reason with me. 

“People will bleed out while they wait!” Rolo interjected internally, and I closed my eyes in frustration. 

“What isn’t he getting?” Rolo added moodily, his mood infecting mine. I didn’t have the energy for both of them right now. So I refused to answer my wolf for now because I knew that, unlike me, Rolo was angry with Knox and his wolf, blaming them wholly for the mess we were fleeing from. 

“I know you are angry, but..” I tried to say, feeling his anger rise. 

“No… I don’t understand why he had to let Mike bait him after you and I fought so hard to stay calm! Goddess knows Mike threw everything at us while we waited for Charlotte to arrive, and it was Knox who insisted we stay calm and not react..“Sucking down my moan, I knew where he was coming from, but still, I didn’t want to have the discussion, not now. “Yet one snide remark from Mike and Havoc goes berserk and…” 

“I know.” I snapped, knowing Rolo was just warming up, and I was not ready for 

this shit. 

“But do you.. because you are treating him like a fucking child! You get this is his fault… Don’t you?!” 

“No, it was Mike’s!” I corrected my wolf, “You know better than anyone that Havoc isn’t just a normal wolf! He is more beast than the rest of us. Knox tries fucking hard to keep him under control. This wasn’t his fault!” 

“Whatever you say!” Rolo growled and shut our link off. With a deep sigh, I shifted my Father’s weight in my arms, Knox quickly moving in front of me to support Pops as I moved him carefully into a more secure position as we stepped into the elevator. 

“He weighs a ton!” I muttered. 

“Kane..” Knox prodded, and I soughed, looking at him harshly, hating myself for it, but he was clearly in denial I, and I didn’t have the patience or the time to ease 

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Chapter 85: Careful! 

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him into the reality we found ourselves in. 

After all, how much clearer could I be? I stood in the servant elevator, naked, covered in my own blood, holding the dead body of my Father like one might hold a sleeping child or sibling.. except my Father wasn’t sleeping.. at least not one in which he would wake from. 

“Knox.. He is dead! You get that, right Buddy?” I asked bluntly. 

“But..” 

“But 

nothing, Knox, he is dead; I am sorry, brother, I am. I am not trying to be a dick, but you need to accept that he is gone.” I declared with resolve, not wanting to deal with this on my own. I needed him to help me, and he could only do that if he was living in the real world beside me. 

“He just looks so peaceful! Like he is sleeping on the sofa after watching the match or on the lounger in the garden with Ma. You know?” 

“I know.. and I wish that were the case…” 

“But it’s not!” Knox growled, slamming his hand on the lift button, the doors slowly closing. I could feel the guilt washing over him and suddenly understood, like Rolo, he was blaming himself for our Father’s death, and if he was just sleeping.. he wasn’t to blame.. or at least not too much.