Page 237 of Deadly Sweet

Still, it can’t be real.

We need Ashley to come through those doors and tell us he was lying. That she’s never met Corbin before and that this is all some big fucked up lie.

Because if it’s not, I don’t want to think about what that would mean.

“Would you sit the fuck down!” Walker barks at Caleb.

Caleb stops pacing. “He’s fucking pacing too!” Caleb yells, pointing to me. “What do you want us to do? Fucking sit on our ass and twiddle our thumbs!”

“Enough,” Leroy intervenes. “We’re getting ourselves worked up before we even know anything.”

“You can’t expect us to just remain calm after what we saw on that laptop,” Walker growls.

“No. But there’s still a good chance none of it is true.”

“What if it is true?” I ask, my body feeling like I’ve been hit by a truck. My mind, body, and soul are drained. “What if Athena is really the baby Savannah lost?”

Everyone is quiet. “No.” Caleb shakes his head. “Because that would mean–” His voice cracks, and my heart clenches. “That would mean our baby, the one Ashley was supposed to be carrying, is dead.”

Tears sting the back of my eyes as the reality of that hits me... hits all of us, and the room grows silent.

“If it’s true, it changes nothing,” Leroy states, rubbing his face with his hands. “She’s our daughter. We were with her from day one. We changed her dirty diapers, and we stayed up with her when she couldn’t sleep. Blood or not, that little girl is ours.”

“We can’t think like that,” Walker argues, shaking his head. “I can’t. Not yet.”

I’ll never be able to get the sight of Savannah holding Athena, rocking her in the nursery, covered in blood, out of my mind. It was like a scene out of a horror movie. But what broke me was the gut-wrenching sobs that left her as I held her back when Walker took Athena to be cleaned up.

I held her, cried with her, felt so fucking helpless and confused. I had no idea what was going on, only that my Omega was in an extreme amount of pain and I didn’t know how to help her.

She believes what Corbin said. That Athena is the baby she lost.

How were we put into such a fucked up lose-lose situation?

If Corbin was telling the truth, and he really did put Savannah’s baby in the place of ours, that means our daughter died. That she was just tossed to the side like she meant nothing.What would the doctors have done with her body? Did they throw her away like trash, or did they bury her?

My stomach rolls while bile makes its way up my throat. Running over to the trash can, I empty everything I have in my stomach as I shake.

If Corbin was lying and only said these things to cause Savannah pain, then it’s going to destroy her. To give her that hope, only to have it ripped away... I’m not sure if she will be able to survive that.

But if he wasn't lying, then she spent months mourning a child that was never really gone.

“Fuck!” I shout, grabbing at my hair. “This is fucked. This is all so fucked!” my voice cracks as tears spill down my cheeks.

The sound of the garage door opening gets all of our attention. A car pulls in and we all step aside.

The lights turn off, and Daphne steps out. She’s alone. Lucy stayed behind and is currently upstairs with Savannah and the baby.

“Where is she?” Walker demands.

“She’s here.” Daphne heads to the trunk and opens it. Muffled screaming fills the air as Daphne drags a bound and gagged Ashley out.

Her eyes are wild, terror clear on her face. When she sees us, she begs behind the gag to help her and pleads with her eyes.

“Alright, bitch. Time to talk,” Daphne says, ripping the tape off her mouth.

“Help me. Please. She’s crazy!” Ashley sobs, snot running down from her nose.

“Trust me, honey, this is me tame. You don’t want to see my crazy.” Daphne laughs, shoving Ashley forward.

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