Page 119 of I Replaced His Husband
A short silence fell before Kay stepped closer, pulled out a chair, sat down across from them, and said, surprisingly calmly, "The most important thing you should know is that Rain and I are True Mates."
Another pause followed, and a wave of shock crossed the Sanderses’ faces.
Interestingly, neither of them said a word; their mouths didn’t even twitch, they just stared tensely.
"Because of the whole Dawson mess, we had to go to the lab and confirm whether Rain’s reaction was triggered by our True Mate status, and it turned out it was. The Dawsons have no case against us anymore."
Danny’s eyes shifted toward me.
John also shot me a cold glare, nearly hostile. His brows were furrowed so tightly it almost looked painful, and I could clearly sense his displeasure at my bare chest. His alpha naturebristled at the sight of another male showing off his muscles right in the middle of a civil conversation.
I noticed Adam’s cardigan draped over one of the chairs. It had this ridiculous color, an almost eye-searing lime green. I pulled it on, which turned out to be a terrible idea. I couldn’t close it in the front; my chest was too broad, and the sleeves stretched tight over my biceps in a nearly comical way.
Adam stared at me, mouth open, while Kay barely held back a smirk.
I shrugged helplessly. It was still better than annoying John even more.
Marco cleared his throat because the silence was getting awkward.
"We didn’t want to stress you out with the whole Dawson situation. Fortunately, it’s under control now, and in a strange way, Kay will be safer thanks to their TM bond."
"Safer?!" John snorted. "That’s crazy! Now if the Dawson family decides to go after Rain, Kay could die, and the baby with him!"
Everyone fell a little quiet at that. Yes, it was technically true; the death of one True Mate meant the death of the other, but saying it out loud felt a bit morbid.
"Let’s stay positive," Marco said diplomatically.
"You promised to keep us fully informed about what’s going on with Kay, and instead we got a watered-down version. We literally heard about the fight from people on the street! What if Jorah Dawson doesn’t wake up from his coma? You think they’ll forgive you? Those people are thugs!" Danny said sharply.
Adam and Marco looked sideways, doing everything they could to avoid making eye contact with the Sanderses. Ah, those betas. I stared straight at the visitors, my arms crossed over my chest, even though my forearms were awkwardly squeezed into the too-short sleeves.
Danny took a deep breath and stated, "And you’re saying there was some scuffle in the grocery store. This is getting intense! I think Kay should move in with us. He’d be safer at our hotel. There are staff, security—"
"Out of the question," Kay said firmly. "Rain is my True Mate—"
"Then with him," John cut in sourly. "But it would still be safer until we know what’s going to happen with Jorah."
I glanced at Kay. The proposal had some advantages, certainly greater security, but it also meant a much higher level of stress for him, constant contact with his in-laws, whom he clearly didn’t like, which wouldn’t do his mental state any favors.
"I’m not sure that’s the best idea…" Kay said, also avoiding their eyes. "I think we should wait and see what happens with Jorah. If he wakes up, we can assume it’ll be fine. If not… we’ll consider moving then."
The Sanderses seemed to calm down a little after that.
"Just promise me, Kay, that this time you won’t keep us in the dark. This could’ve been avoided if you had told us everything right away. We could’ve found better doctors for you and better ways to manage the complications with your pregnancy. Limiting our contact led to this mess…"
"I’d argue that if Kay had moved in with you right away, he never would’ve met his True Mate in the first place. So it didn’t turn out that badly after all," Adam said dryly.
But John didn’t even flinch; he just glared at him. "That whole True Mate thing is overrated. It’s nothing but trouble, a danger to both lives if something goes wrong. I didn’t want to bring this up, but if you and Maurice had been True Mates," he turned his head toward Kay, "you wouldn’t even be here now…" His tone softened only slightly at the end.
Kay paled slightly, then stood up slowly.
"There are things in life you just can’t predict."
Danny clearly seemed unsettled by the topic as well, and he waved his hand as if to cut it off decisively, a painful grimace on his face.
"Anyway! What I also care about is how you plan to handle the child’s upbringing. We want access to the baby. He’s our only descendant. We want to be part of his life and have a say in how he’s raised."
I took a step forward, feeling called out.
