Page 81 of Locked Souls

I have loved King Harlison since I was young. He was my best friend, my first lover, and yeah… my stepbrother.

He also may be the biological father to my son, Romeo. I am not letting that skank dig her claws into him again.

I honestly didn't even know he was back together with Holly. She’s a grade A bitch, with a righteous mother on her side, and a bigot father to boot.

She doesn't deserve him, and even though I've clearly lost my damn mind, I am going to stop him from making the biggest mistake.

God, I think I'm going to be sick.

I haven’t seen King or Roman in four years, and I know this is going to be a total shit show, but it’s time.

Otto and Jacob have been amazing, and we've started a little family together, but I still feel like something is missing.

I want what Chastity and her men have. I want Romeo to have his dad, or maybe even dads.

Ugh, I don’t even know who his father is, but I’m hoping that won’t matter.

Placing my hands on my stomach, I pat my small bump as I pray that they will still have some kind of feelings for me, and will accept my new life.

Pulling up to the church, I check my hair in the mirror. I'm back to dark brown. The blonde was fun, but I needed a change. Back to my natural roots, I guess.

Romeo laughs in the backseat, watching something on his tablet, and I smile.

Looking around at the full parking lot, I take some deep breaths. I don’t know when I became so cautious and scared.

I guess I have another thing to blame on Isabella. May she rot in Hell.

You are a badass, Tempest Rian. You defeated that evil bitch, and you will take down Holly, and this small town.

A van pulls in beside me and I groan. I should have known they would follow me here.

“Daddy,” Rome cries, spotting Otto outside his window. I press the unlock button, letting Jacob climb into the passenger seat as Otto opens up Romeo’s door, so he can unbuckle him.

I wait until my son is out of the car, then turn to face Jacob. His brows are furrowed and he seems deep in thought.

“Are you mad?” I whisper, and he sighs.

“No, I think I'm more hurt that you'd take our son and disappear.”

“I planned to come back…”

Jacob takes my hand and brushes some hair off the side of my face, pushing it behind my ear.

He places his warm palm on my cheek and I lean into it.

“Do we not make you happy?”

“Oh, no, that's not it at all. I love you and Otto so much. You are amazing fathers, and I'm happy to start this new life with you, but…”

“You still love them,” he finishes for me, and I nod.

“I guess I just need to try. To see if there is any way for them to accept my new life. To accept us. I know it won't be easy, but…”

“We've been through hell and back, Tempest. I made you a promise to love and protect you, and to make you happy. If you want to try with the men that still own pieces of your heart, we won't stop you, but if they even think about hurting you, or our family, they will meet the end of my blade.”

Jacob kisses me on the lips quickly, then lets me go and leaves the car.

Ugh, my eyes are watering, and I curse these damn hormones.

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