Page 113 of His Forsaken Alpha

“I love you, Wynter.” He didn’t want to. He wanted to hate the man who’d shattered his heart, not once, but twice. He was a chump, and he knew it, yet he couldn’t stop himself from loving Wynter Jaymes and making a bigger fool of himself in the attempt to hold on to what was his.

Wynter’s eyes closed again, another fat tear slipping down his face. “Youdon’tlove me. We had one week together. That’s not enough time to fall in love.”

“You told me you loved me, too.” Cav reached through the gate and attempted to caress Wynter’s cheek, but his omega moved before his fingers connected. “You’re mine… and I’m yours. I hate that I still want you, but I do.”

“I’mnotyours. It was all a trick… I wasn’t… I wasn’t even in heat,” Wynter murmured.

“What?”

“I used… a medicine that mimics a heat…” His lower lip wobbled ever so slightly.“Because I’m a whore, remember?A whore who couldn’t get enough alpha dick. I took that pill when I was in the club car and you’re just the dumb alpha who got caught up in my web.”

Cav eyed him, shocked.

“Before I climbed aboard the train, my alpha and I had argued—and I wanted some revenge.Youwere my revenge. Thanks for that, by the way.” Wynter placed a hand over his swollen stomach and grinned. “He learned a valuable lesson. I came home smelling of you and he knew I’d been with another. Now he does exactly as I tell him, knowing I’ll make him pay if he doesn’t. He’s turned into the perfect mate and father. I couldn’t ask for any better—and it’s all thanks to you.”

“Lies,”Cav said. He knew it bone deep. Wynter didn’t mean a single word of that. He felt their connection, as raw and needy as ever under the pain.

“It’s the truth. None of it was real. You’re not my alpha, and I’m not your omega. I belong to my mate. Mytruealpha.” Wynter rubbed his belly. “And now he’s put a third child on me.”

“Third?”Cav’s stomach tilted.

“Yep, we have a beautiful family together, my alpha and I.”

“When did you have the second one?” Cav asked, his mind a riot.

Wynter’s smile faltered a second before it returned, as wide and fake as ever. “Soon after I returned. The make-up sex over the next few heats was simply…divine.”Wynter chuckled. “He can barely keep his hands off me since you.”

“Stop fucking lying,” Cav spat.

“I’m not,” Wynter said. He backed away a couple of steps. “I’m not yours. You’re not mine. It was all a fantasy of medicinal fabrication. Go off on your adventures. Maybe you’ll run into your actual omega along the way.”

He spun and marched toward the house.

“Are you happy?”

Wynter froze. He didn’t turn back, but Cav had the answer. Wynter was miserable. As miserable or more so than Cav was in that moment. He could feel it in the air, spreading like a plague, leaving them both festering with torment. Without answering, Wynter continued forward, toward the house, without looking back.

Cav turned to see a taxi waiting. Not the one who’d brought him, but another. Marlo stood a few feet away from it, arms crossed over his chest. “How about you? Areyouhappy now?”

Embarrassed that Marlo had witnessed the interaction in part or whole, Cav turned back to watch Wynter disappear into the front door. “Not in the slightest.”

“What happened to believing him when he told you who he was?”

Cav didn’t answer.

“You justhadto come and let him destroy you all over again, hmm?” Marlo spat. “You’re a fucking sadomasochist.”

“Maybe I am.”

“Stop chasing after nightmares, Cav. They’ll only hurt you.” Marlo placed a palm on Cav’s chest. “Follow the light and love in your heart.”

“There’snoneof that here inside me.”

“There could be… if you let it,” Marlo murmured.

“I can’t be with you again, Marlo. Not like that. You deserve better.”

Marlo’s eyes narrowed. “I know.You’ve told me enough times—and I’m done. You win. I was an idiot and shouldn’t have let it happen. I knew you were a fucking mess, but… I don’t know… maybe I thought I could fix you, like I’ve fixed your books, righting the wrong words and feelings and putting them back into place.” He scoffed. “But now seeing you with him… and how much he’s still got a hold on you…” Marlo sighed. “There’s nothing left for anyone else. That’s clear.”

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