Page 65 of The Alpha's Broken Oath

The chuckle that scratches my throat comes out in disbelief.

I wrench her hand from my arm, and then my hands wrap around her waist as I pull her body plush to mine.

She’s not Winter. She’ll never be Winter.

“Any woman in your position? Who do you think you are to me, Crystal?”

Frothing like a little pup after seeing a juicy bone, Crystal mistakes me touching her as some sort of endearment to me wanting her.

She’s always been bad after picking hints. Especially the major fucking hint that she’ll never mean anything to me.

“Your…mate. We are supposed to be together. The pack chose me as your Luna.”

Right.

Always the pack.

“And you think that’s reason enough for me to want you?”

“Yes,” her brown eyes misty with fake tears. “Deacon, Winter left, and I stayed. I stayed for you. I took care of the pack for you. We…”

“There’s no fucking “we,” Crystal. It’s always been Winter. It’ll always be Winter for me.”

Anger as black as her heart and envy as stained as she is swirl in her eyes. Crystal fists my shirt into her hands, her face close to mine. “The pack chose me. The pack will never let her be by your side.”

“I couldn’t care less about what the pack thinks, Crystal. I’m the fucking Alpha, and Winter’s my Luna. Now get out.”

“Deacon, please don’t do this. I love you. I love you so much.”

Her love is the last thing I want.

“Your love means nothing to me when Winter already has my mark on her neck. You saw it, didn’t you? Come on, Crystal, don’t pretend to be gullible. You saw the mark. That means Winter is mine. You saw the kids. They look like me. That means they are mine. Everything I have belongs to Winter, and everything she has belongs to me.”

My revelation has Crystal’s face morphing into surprise and pain.

A better man would feel shit for hurting her. I don't feel a thing for her. My feelings for Winter were the truth from the very beginning, and she chose not to believe it.

I pull her sharp nails from my shirt, I escort her amidst the dramatic tears and kicks she throws at me, I open the door for her, and I push her outside as gently as a man who’s too pissed off to see clearly, would.

“You’ll regret this…you’ll regret picking her over me. I promise you… I’ll show you. No one will ever love you like I do. No one.”

XXX

Thunder clouds roar from the skies above. The first drop of rain falls, and it acts as a trigger for the heavy downpour that follows.

I’d almost say this night is turning out to be the way my heart, my mind, and my wolf are feeling.

The rain drizzles down my window screen, blurring the sight in front of my car. I watch as the wipers clear the rain from the glass, slowly showing the unobscured view of Winter’s home from the other side of the road.

I’m parked across the street from Winter’s house.

I’m camouflaged between some of the cars owned by her neighbors. Truth be told, I want to park in Winter’s driveway, get out of my car, step inside that house, and take them back to mine, back to me where they rightfully belong.

“I’m sorry, Alpha. I should have done a lot of digging. Maybe if I knew she had your pups, you would have won her over sooner,” Martin, who’s been sitting in the passenger’s seat, guilty as fuck, speaks, breaking my wallowing.

“She did a great job at hiding them from me. It stings, but I understand her.”

She knew I’d hurt her. My baby knew I’d hurt her boys, too.

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