Page 43 of Nursing the Alpha
The world blurred around me. My legs felt like water, but I held myself upright, fury the only thing keeping me from collapsing.
“Did you ever—” My throat felt raw. “Did you ever touch me?”
He opened his mouth. Closed it again.
“Flynn—”
“Answer me.”
“Yes.” His shoulders slumped, the admission sounding like it hurt him to say. “But only once.”
The floor dropped out from under me.
My voice came out hoarse, barely a whisper. “What… what did you do to me?”
“I slipped you a mild sedative.” He dropped his gaze to the floor. “It was nothing to hurt you, I swear. Just enough to help you sleep.”
I flinched like he’d struck me. “You…you drugged me?”
“At first, it was only so I could be close to you. To watch you. To… admire you.”
“At first?” The words were sharp, brittle. “What the hell does that mean, Seth? What did you do?”
His jaw tightened, and his eyes turned glassy with something I refused to recognize as remorse.
“I only nursed from you directly. I swear, Flynn. I never hurt you. I never took more than that.”
I stared at him, my vision swimming. My chest heaved with ragged, uneven breaths.
“You…” My voice cracked, shattered. “You made a fool of me. I knew you liked my milk, but never thought you could do something like this. What you did to me was fucked up! Did you have a good laugh at my expense?”
“Flynn, I?—”
“Stay away from me. You’re sick!”
His hands dropped uselessly to his sides, his face crumpling as I shoved past him.
“Flynn—”
“Don’t.” My voice was steel now, trembling but unyielding. “Don’t follow me. Don’t call me. Don’t come near me again.”
I didn’t look back.
I couldn’t.
I stumbled down the steps, clutching the crumpled envelope like it might hold me together.
“Flynn… I’m sorry.”
I didn’t stop.
Not when my vision blurred. Not when my chest ached so bad I could barely breathe.
I kept walking.
Because if I didn’t, I knew I’d break apart completely from his deceit.
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