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As we both walk in comfortable silence, I feel for the first time in a long time that there is a chance everything just might be okay. But the real question is, for how long?

Chapter 6

Isaac

No more secrets, nomore hiding. I need to do this.

I want Abby, and I’m done being a fool. I’m done treating her like shit. That girl has a hold on me, and I was stupid to ever think I could make it go away, to just forget about her.

I don’t want to forget about her. I want to pull her into my arms, kiss her until our lips are swollen and we’re gasping for air. I want to fuck her until she’s screaming my name. The thought of her when she came around my cock makes me adjust myself in my slacks.

No, that wasn’t how it should have been. Our first time was amazing and messed up, all balled into one.

Next time I have her, I’m going to fucking worship her like the queen she is.

“Are you sure she won't hate me even more?” I ask Noah. After my talk with Abby a few minutes ago, I walked her into the food court. She’s sitting with Leo and her friends.

She looks happy, a smile spreading wide across her face before she breaks out into laughter.

“How did I ever manage to hate her?” I whisper more to myself, but Luke and Noah hear me.

“You didn’t,” Luke snorts with laughter. “That’s the thing. You tried, really tried, but in reality, there’s no way any of us stood a chance when it came to her. One way or another, she would have consumed us. And I am in no way upset about that now, are you?”

Luke looks to me and then Noah. “Not one bit,” is Noah's response.

“No,” I sigh. “It’s just, fuck,” I hiss, running a hand through my hair. “I really don’t think she’s ever going to forgive me for what I put her through.” I shake my head, my stomach rolling at the memories.

“Stop thinking about the past. There’s nothing we can do about it. We need to put the time and effort into making things right, now. And that starts with ending things with Heather. You don’t have to get up on the tables and yell to the school that Abby is your mate, but Heather is going to come prancing over to you as soon as she sees you. That’s when you tell her you need to talk, end things with her, and when she asks why, you tell her the truth. No more–”

“No more secrets, no more lies. I know,” I grind out. This is all so weird to me. I’ve been so filled with hate and pain the past few years–mostly this past year. But now that the truth is out there, I feel like I don’t need to hide anymore. I feel more like myself.

A part of me doesn’t believe that things will get better. My pride is still wounded because my mates now know that my father has been beating me for years. He’s a powerful man, I never stood a chance.

But now, I have people at my side. I guess I always did, but I was too stubborn to lean on them. Mate bonds are also a powerful thing, and I should have put more faith into the people I love. The people who would never do what my father has done.

That’s what I thought about my dad too. That he would never hurt his son–his own flesh and blood–but everything changed after my mom died.

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