Page 49 of Brandy Snap: Part One

But what the fuck was I supposed to do?

Loving Sin was fine. It was what we both needed. It was a fucking chore most of the time, but we did it. And Kai made our world complete.

Even when there was still this fucking ache that wound through me at how Camille seemed to grow farther away from me every time I saw her.

I hadn’t even told Kai about our history until after he met her, mainly because I didn’t want their first meeting to be filled with Kai being a raging little bitch.

I didn’t want Camille to feel like the second choice. Even after I matched with Sin, she would be my number one; I’d thought she always would be—until Kai.

And now her. Mel, Melanie, fucking Brandy, whatever we were calling her. The fucking mistake of a lifetime that I couldn’t stop craving.

I sighed heavily as I raised my head, hoping my asshole of a mate would hurry the fuck up. Sin said he would get off work early and be there with me when we went to see Camille.

It was Kai’s fault. If she hadn’t bitten him, we could have been done with it and just pretended it never happened even though the sounds of her coming while she cried my name were on fucking repeat in my head.

The front doors of the house creaked, followed moments later by the echo of the butler greeting Sin.

It didn’t take long; I knew what Sin was like better than anyone else. He’d dump his briefcase in the butler’s hands, loosen his tie, and shoot straight to the stairs.

A minute later, his shoes clicked across the tiles, and I looked up to find him staring at me.

“Your wallowing doesn’t serve anything,” he said pointedly.

My jaw tightened with annoyance, but I still nodded. “Yeah, but I can’t help it, especially after…” I glanced up the stairs.

He glared at me for a microsecond before he sighed.

Even when his face went back to blank, his annoying sharp purple eyes still gentle as he sent me a rush of love, and I instantly relaxed.

“You can stay down here if you prefer,” he offered, placing a white-gloved hand on my shoulder as his aura spread over me.

My sigh was for a different reason as I knocked his hand away. If he softened me up now, I wouldn't be able to even climb the stairs.

“I’m not doing that to her. Besides, Kai is already up there.”

Sin’s mouth pressed into a thin line, his love switching to disapproval in a heartbeat. It was followed by a wisp of amusement from Kai through the bond as he noticed Sin arriving.

We could both instantly tell when our omega was stirring some shit. But that was why I’d sent him up there in the first place.

Sin released me, probably deciding I wasn’t worth it as he glided past me and up the stairs. He knew what I’d done with Kai as well.

I had to move.

I had to fucking move and get in the room and see Camille’s face fall as I disappointed her yet again.

“Fucking hell,” I muttered to myself as I grabbed the banister, lifting myself up, and prepared for the worst.

Caspian

Iplasteredonasmile,but I knew I looked like a maniac as I stepped inside the room and ran my gaze over her. I paused for a second before my heart fucking exploded with nerves.

Eggshell curtains with delicate daisy-chains she’d embroidered along the bottom matched the swirling patterns in the wooden posters that hadn’t changed since the accident. They’d become so familiar that I used to see them in my dreams.

The only difference from when she was a teenager was everything in the room was bolted down to the thick carpeted floor. She said it was because she slipped when she was in her room, but I had never seen her fall before. And she would completely rearrange her room after every one of her heats, anyway.

All Camille’s light vanished as she noticed me, and I dropped my head straight away. I couldn’t take it. Not even a second of it.

“Hi,” I croaked softly, moving towards her lush four-poster bed where she spent most of her life.

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