Page 37 of The Alpha's Broken Oath

“I wouldn’t say that,” I correct him.

“I always knew there was a guy involved, sweetheart. I just thought you would forget him in time and realize I’m the better catch.” There is some humor in his voice, and I chuckle at his statement, agreeing with him.

“You are the best catch for any woman, Kieran. And when you find that woman, I know she’ll appreciate having you in her life.”

He’ll be a good man to his mate, more than Deacon ever was to me.

“This is you finally rejecting me, isn’t it Winter Cavanaugh? I can’t say it doesn’t sting, but I respect your decision.”

“I wish you the best, Kieran. I really do. Maybe we can be friends?”

Not that I expect this man to ever want to see me again after this.

“Friends, it is. And Winter? I looked into you because I thought I had a chance with you. The private investigator I hired looked into everything about you, and it took him almost an entire year to find out you have twin boys. If my gut isn’t wrong right now, I know those kids are Deacon’s. And I’m not trying to meddle in your life here, but Deacon wouldn’t have punched me if he didn’t care about you, Winter. Just like I cared about you to hire a private investigator so I could know more about you, so will Deacon do the same. He’s an Alpha, and he has the same resources I do or even more. It won’t take long for him to find out he has sons with you. I also have a feeling he’d be over the moon if he found out the truth about your sons. It’s not my place to tell him the truth, so I’ll leave that to you, sweetheart. Give him a second chance.”

I can’t give him a second chance. I just… I just can’t.

“Goodbye, Alpha Kieran.”

***

Deacon fell asleep as soon as he told me his home address, and I drove him home. I shouldn’t even be surprised when I find that where he’s living is some sort of modern, futuristic house with everything inside nearly costing thousands of dollars if not millions.

We stagger into the elevator together, and I almost faint when Deacon’s entire six feet of height and muscular build lean against my small frame. It should be criminal to weigh this much, but then what do I expect when it comes to an Alpha who somehow gained another two hundred pounds in seven years?

The minute our feet step out of the elevator, all the lights in his mansion turn on automatically.

Deacon continues slurring in his drunken state, and no matter how bad I want to shove him on the nearest couch and get out of here, I can’t fail to admit he’s kind of cute when he’s not being a huge asshole.

Finding his bedroom in this huge penthouse-like mansion of his almost makes me want to kneel and thank Goddess for the small miracle, but I should have known things weren’t going to be this easy.

Especially when my half-drunk boss pushes his body into mine, and together, we end up falling on his bed.

He proceeds to straddle me, and I can’t move from underneath him.

Then his forehead rests on mine, and he holds me captive.

The entire thing causes my heart to beat like an old locomotive engine. Caught in our own bubble, our eyes are drawn to each other. The same air he breathes out is the same air I breathe in, and when he leans closer to capture my lips, I turn my head to the side, avoiding it completely.

“You look so beautiful…right now. Was this for him? This sexy little dress you have on, was it all for him?”

Goddess, get me out of here.

“I owe you no explanation after what you did. Deacon, do you realize how close you were to…”

Deacon’s hand reaches out for my neck to cut me off, and I almost moan from the mere contact alone.

I’m pathetic. My wolf is pathetic.

“Close to showing him…that the only guy who gets to take you on dates is me? That I’m the only fucking guy in your life?”

Jealousy and rage bleed in his voice like he means every word.

“You are drunk.”

“I’ve never been more sober than I am right now, baby. You were… mine first. You’ll remain mine forever, and I’m aware of that. Question is, baby, are you aware of that?”

Putting my hand on his chest to push him back, I don’t bite down on the bile as I spurt words, I shouldn’t be uttering to a man who’ll forget all this tomorrow.” Aware that these are the same words you said to me seven years ago before you crushed me like I was nothing but a speck of dust to you? Yes, I’m very aware, Deacon. Now get off of me.”

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