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“Abbie?” Gannon asks as she climbs the stairs. She doesn’t answer. She just keeps climbing the stairs, and I follow up behind her. At first I think Abbie is coming to my room, knowing she’ll need to be assigned elsewhere if Gannon doesn’t allow her to keep Tyson, when I remember she cant follow me, so I wait allowing her a chance to navigate the command over her when she stops looking back at Gannon before rushing off toward the guard quarters.

“Where is she going?” Gannon states stomping up the steps. Yet if he thinks he can take Tyson from her he has another thing coming. That is not an argument Gannon will win with her, she would choose Tyson, that I have no doubt about. I wait, but she turns down the opposite corridor toward hers and Gannon’s rooms. Gannon races up the steps behind her and passes me. He stops, staring after her before calling out to her.

“Abbie, where are you going?” he calls out.

“Tyson is mine. I want him,” is all she says, not bothering to turn around or ask permission from him. Gannon scoffs and looks at me.

“Is she being serious?” he whispers.

“Now she got him back, she won’t let him go, and if you make her choose, you won’t win,” I tell him, and his lips part. Gannon glances down the corridor where she disappeared.

“What do you mean now she has him back?”

“Abbie was his primary carer. She raised him since he was newborn,” I tell Gannon. “Don’t make her choose,” I warn him. Gannon sighs, and Kyson comes up the steps while I worry Tyson would be a deal breaker for Gannon.

“What’s wrong?” Kyson asks him, and Gannon looks at him.

“Looks like I have a son,” Gannon says, turning on his heel and jogging after her.

“Abbie is pregnant?” Kyson asks, and I roll my eyes and click my tongue at his silliness.

“No, Tyson!” I tell him.

“Ah… Wait. You both know we can’t keep them all, right? Clarice has the two boys already, and now Abbie has Tyson. You’re pregnant. I am not running boarding school here,” Kyson tells me.

“I know that, but they stay until they all have homes, but you won’t take Tyson from Abbie,” I tell him, grabbing his hand and tugging him back to our room.

“I need a bath,” I groan, and Kyson growls.

“Am I invited to this bath?” he asks.

“Only if you wash my back,” I laugh, and he growls.

“I’ll wash more than your back,” he says, tugging me closer and purring.

Chapter

Thirty-One

GANNON

I rush to my room and open the door, but she isn’t there. My brows furrow as I check the bathroom, wondering where she went when I hear a babbling noise from out in the hallway.

Turning around, I follow the noise to her old room. Knocking on the door, the room falls quiet, and I grip the handle pushing the door open to find her sitting on the bed.

Tyson is still attached to her hip and eating a candy cloud she has pinched between her fingers, his little lips sucking the sugar off while she holds it, watching him.

“I am keeping him. And I understand if you don’t want kids. And I know he is a special needs child, so if you aren’t comfortable with it, I understand. I will ask Azalea to move me elsewhere if it bothers you,” she says dismissively as if she thinks I will toss her away over him.

“It would have been nice to be asked,” I tell her.

“I’m done asking. I’m done begging. It gets me nothing, Gannon. I won’t lose him, and I won’t give him up,” she tells me, hugging him tighter. She sniffs his hair and kisses his cheek.

“What do you mean? I’ve never denied you anything, Abbie, nor would I,” I tell her, and she looks up at me before looking down at him.

“Kade promised. He promised, so I stayed. I stayed quiet. I stayed on the promise I would get Tyson back. Everything was going to be okay when I got him back,” Abbie says before whispering, “Only he never kept that promise.” Tears slip down her face and her lips quiver, making me realize then a lot of what she was willing to endure was based on the promise of having this boy returned to her. She held out hope the mate bond would not only make Kade love her but also return her to the boy she raised. Tyson is why she never said anything, why she remained. It wasn’t just the bond, she wanted Tyson, and Kade dangled him on a string in front of her.

“Tyson you get no say over, just like Azzy, Gannon, I would die for both. Don’t make me choose. You won’t like the answer,” she whispers.

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