Page 113 of I Replaced His Husband
"That man did the same thing Maurice once did for you. He fought three alphas at once… Still not good enough?"
It was too much. I turned my head to the side, swallowing hard.
"Without even going into fighting mode," I whispered, feeling myself sink deeper and deeper into misery. "The drug that doctor from Malden gave him blocked it completely."
"See? So what are you fighting, Kay? At some point you have to move on. But you? One step forward, two steps back. A fucking rollercoaster. I don’t get you!"
I wished I could answer, wished Iknewthe right answer. But I couldn’t, no matter how hard I tried, so I let my frustration speak for me.
"Just leave, Adam!"
"Really? That’s your answer? Or is that the avoidance you’ve been carrying for way too long?"
"Get out and leave me the fuck alone!" I hissed, grabbing him by the arm.
I started pulling him toward the door, my face twisted, tears burning my eyes.
"You’re punishing him for something he never did, Kay. For Maurice’s death. All he’s ever been is patient, caring, tender, soothing. It kills me to see how you treat him from day one, you ungrateful bitch!"
I froze. What the fuck?
His words hit me like a slap.
He pushed my hand away from his shoulder.
As kids, we fought a lot, and I won most of the time. Now I had this childish urge to fight him again, punch him, pull his hair like first graders…
But that was silly, so silly.
"Yeah, that’s right," Adam said, his eyes narrowing. "Do I have your attention now? Someone has to say it.Spoiled fucking brat. Grow up, Kay. For fuck’s sake. You’re destroying something that might never heal, even with the damn True Mate bond. You’re taking it for granted, and it’s ruining you both."
I shoved him so hard that he stumbled out of my room and hit the floor.
Then I slammed the door shut in his face.
Now I was free to pant, sob, and growl, tears streaming down my face.
A wave of bitterness ran over me as I ran to the bed, grabbed what was left of my nest, and kicked it all to the floor.
As I did, I saw something lying among the pillows.
Rain’s T-shirt.
I froze, shaking like a leaf. Slowly, almost gently, I picked it up and pressed it against my chest.
A sob tore from my lungs as I slid down onto the carpet, all hell breaking loose in my mind. Curled up on the floor, I just cried and cried, hating myself so much.
Adam was right. It was time to grow up.
I think I cried and sobbed for hours. The pain I felt carried another kind of acheout of me: my grief.
Like an icebreaker splitting through my heart, carving a long path.
And at the very end of it… there was light.
RAIN
I was lying on my side, unable to sleep. The pain kept stirring inside me, refusing to leave. I knew Kay was so close, just two walls away, yet he felt miles apart.
