Page 55 of Knot your Princess
“Triplets?” I murmur, staring at Atlas with almost awe. Of course, I always wondered about blood family. I never expected to be a triplet. “Why weren’t we together?”
Turning to face me, Quinn huffs out a breath. “You were left on the side of the road and picked up separately. You got the golden ticket, Atlas was okay, but Cain…he got the raw deal. You will find him difficult to win over. You’d probably better start with Atlas.”
“Wait. Sophia never mentioned either of them.”
His shrewd gaze lands on me. “But she mentioned Nico?”
“I have a very sensitive sense of smell…”
“Grrr,” he growls, practically throwing himself back in his chair.
Perhaps, that wasn’t the most tactful thing to say.
“So you’re saying Sophia wants to form her own pack?” Trying to process this, it makes sense. I can see why she wants not one brother but all three. Why wouldn’t she? How weird would it be to have me and not them? Not to mention, I would be constantly wondering if shedidwant them deep down because she sees me when she looks at them.
“If I agree to this, you give me your blessing?” I ask carefully.
“How did you help her?”
“What do you mean?”
“She said you helped her while she was at Enzo’s. How?”
The question catches me off-guard. I don’t know how to answer it. “I reassured her. She trusts me.”
“What were you doing with him in the first place?”
“He has something I want.”
“Did you get it?”
“Yes.”
“So you no longer need to protect him?”
“No.”
“So where is he?”
“That I can’t answer, but if you give me a day, I’ll find him.”
“Do that, and you have my blessing.” He turns back to his paperwork, effectively dismissing me.
“Very well,” I murmur and back out, knowing I have my work cut out for me, as well as trying to push the two brothers away from my thoughts for now. It’s weird and sudden, and when I’ve had time for it to sink in, I’ll probably spin for a little while, but finding Enzo is more than enough to keep me distracted and holds a great price tag. I won’t let Sugar down. I won’t letusdown.
However many ofusthat ends up being.
ChapterThirty-Seven
Cain
Storming through the back door of the compound, which up until a few days ago, I wasn’t even allowed to use, I practically run down to the lake. Overwhelmed with the anger and jealousy, I feel that Sophia has taken a man who looks like me to her bed when she could’ve had me, is something that I don’t think I can live with. I don’t think I can look at her again, knowing that she rejected me for him.
Deep down, a small voice yells at me that she didn’t reject me because I never told her how I feel, but I ignore it. It’s shitting on my pity party, and right now, I just want to be angry about it. But when I reach the shore of the lake, all I feel is tired and sad.
Dropping to the grass, I stare out over the calm, blue water and brush back the tears that prick my eyes, wondering if things would be different if I’d spoken up, if I’d dredged up the feelings I was trying to hide and pretend didn’t exist.
I catch her scent before I hear her voice.
