Page 41 of Mated To The King's Gamma
“I don’t want to fear you, so promise me,” she pleads, and my eyes go to Tyson.
“Gannon?” My heart beat hard in my chest as I glance at her.
“Please,” I shake my head. I can’t lose her; I need her, I love her. I don’t want to be here without her, yet I find myself saying what she wants to hear to risk not losing her.
“I promise, I won’t try to change you,” I tell her, and she exhales.
“But you have to promise to come to me when you’re upset, don’t bottle that shit up,” I tell her, and she chews her lip.
“Abbie?”
“Fine, I promise,” she says, gripping her hair and I sit on the couch watching her as she settles next to Tyson.
She now knows everything; everything is out in the open. I have her back, now, I worry for how long. She lies on the bed with Tyson. I’m too scared to leave her side. A knock on the door pulls me from my thoughts. Getting up, I quickly answer it to see it’s Liam. He looks past me into the room at the bed.
“Is she okay?” he asks, and I sigh, glancing over my shoulder to peek at her. I nod before stepping out the door and shutting it slightly, leaving it open just a bit to see her where she sleeps.
“Are you okay?” Liam asks me. I shake my head. Her words haunt me.
“She made me promise not to change her,” I tell him, not liking that part of the deal. She felt betrayed by me. I could feel that much through the bond that is slowly forming after I marked her.
“You’re worried she will try it again,” he says, gripping my shoulder. I glance up at him and nod before staring back into the room.
“I will handle it, you won’t lose her again,” he says and my head whips to the side.
“What do you mean? if you change her, she will never forgive me,” I tell him.
“Not what I said, but you don’t need to worry. She will be fine, I will ensure it,” Liam tells me.
“What do you mean?”
“Best you don’t know. She can’t catch you out on a lie, if you don’t know what it is,” he tells me before walking off.
“Liam!” I hiss, worried he is going to find some witch to perform some ritual on her.
“It will be fine, Gannon. The less you know the better. I won’t let you lose her,” he says before walking off. I grit my teeth, regretting saying anything to him when I hear arguing. Damian’s voice reaches my ears, and I turn to give him some privacy while he deals with his mate.
Fuck me it was drama after drama around here and I was about to lose my head. As I go to close the door, I hear Tandi’s voice.
“Oi, what a face.” I freeze looking back into the hall to see Tandi pass Hunter to Damian.
“What are you doing?” he demands, reaching for her arm.
“Getting the fuck away from you, watch your stepson!” she snaps at him.
“Tandi!”
“Fuck you, call me a whore and think I will play nice,” she snaps at him, and I bristle. Yep, I will stick with Abbie. Damian has his hands full with her. He can have her!
I quickly duck inside, not wanting to get involved. “Gannon, right?” Tandi says, and I internally groan. She is Damian’s problem; why does she suddenly have to become mine?
“Yes!” I growl, turning around when she barges past me. “Good, I am stealing your mate!” she says, slapping my chest before moving toward the bed. I glare at Damian out in the hall before rolling my eyes.
“Fine,” I mutter, knowing he wants me to keep an eye on her. She rips the blanket back and grabs Abbie’s arm, making her wake up startled.
“Tandi?” Abbie murmurs.
“Yep, get up. I need a drink and away from all these fucking men!” she snaps, tugging on her arm.
