Page 49 of Knot Enough
“I’m not on suppressants! The only pills I take are antidepressants. I thought you guys were calling me Omega as some sort of weird Alpha role play.” I whipped my chin out of Kane’s touch again. “And stop touching me.” I sneered up at him. “It doesn’t make sense; how would I not know?” My brain felt like mush. I couldn’t make sense of up from down. “I thought you wantedme.”
My lip trembled and struggled to breathe.
“We saw your carbon copy leading a group of men into the gym.” Kane’s voice took a low vibration that wrapped around me like a hug. I swayed forward into his touch.
Copy? He had to be kidding right now. Valerie was better than me in every way. She fit the standard. Fuck, shewasthe standard. She was the after picture of a weight loss advertisement, while I was the before.
My teeth clicked together. Why couldn’t we get it over with? They made a mistake and would want to switch us out.
“Well, now you can have her,” I said through my clenched teeth. “I’m leaving.”
I freed myself from all their grips with an aggressive yank and shoved my shoulder into Kane as I passed him.
I’d only managed a few steps before the back of my shirt was bunched and Kane dragged me back like a cub.
“No,” I cried and sank my teeth into his arm. Blood spilled into my mouth. He hissed and yanked back. Surprise flickered over his face as I slipped free.
So close to the door . . . then Rath stepped forward, blocking my exit. The glare fixed on his expression was nothing new.
“Get out of my way,” I said, voice shaking.
The corner of Rath’s lips curled up. Mocking me?
I didn’t want to look at his stupid face. I turned to meet Kane’s stunned gaze. “I thought I was your Omega. Is this how you would treat your Omega? Or am I still your prisoner?”
Rath didn’t move an inch; he just kept staring at me—silent.
Oak appeared between us and gripped his shoulder.
“Let her pass,” he said softly.
Rath kept a stiff expression fixed on me. I stared back. In the slightest instance, his gray eyes flickered with a softer emotion, something vulnerable and raw.
I didn’t give two shits. I arched an eyebrow. And finally, he turned his body the slightest bit to the side. It was enough for me to squeeze by. I hurried out of the room, slamming the door behind me.
TWENTY-FIVE
Lena walking out pissed me off, but my pride flared knowing she still had some fight in her. It meant we hadn’t broken her. If anything, Little Monster’s fire threatened to burn us all to the ground. I turned and watched her tight ass as she stomped away. Axel quickly pushed past me to follow her. Once she was out of sight, Kane glared at me. A few seconds later, she charged back into the room. Her eyes shone with unshed tears, her nose red, and Axel hot on her tail. She folded her arms across her chest and leveled me with a look of contempt and bravery that made me want to fall to my knees.
“Do you regret what you did?” Lena swiped at the stray tear that dared escape.
Little Monster. . .
“I can’t read minds. Why don’t you fill me in before you start bitching like a lunatic.”
I was the king of indifference. Leaning back against the wall, I mirrored her and crossed my arms. My Alpha nature demanded I scoop her up and fuck her until she forgot she was sad, until she forgot everything I had ever done to her. I wasn’t stupid, though. Turning back time was the only way I could undothe damage I’ve caused, and that was impossible. Lena scoffed and shook her head.
She was beautiful even when she cried.
“Then I’ll spell it out for you. Do you regret kidnapping me? For mistaking me for my sister? Are you sorry for what you subjected me to? Do you feel anything close to apologetic for locking up the wrong woman, raping me, and refusing to give me even a fucking blanket!?”
Her words flew across the room and hit me square in the chest. One after the other. I held tight to my mask and smirked. I was so used to wearing it around her, I couldn’t take it off. Her big brown eyes dropped to my lips, and her face flushed a deeper shade of red. From where she stood, I was the villain, but she forgot I didn’t act alone. It was so much easier to hatejustme.
“Am I sorry for taking that pretty little mouth before anyone else could? For locking you in the cell downstairs? No. I did what wasnecessary. My pack and I enjoyed having you. And from what I remember, you did too. So, to answer your question, no, I don’t regret any of it.
“Because if I hadn’t accidentally snagged the wrong woman, we never would have met you. Without that one mistake, you wouldn’t be standing here in front of us. So yes, even though you’re angry, even though my sins have caused you to hate me, you’re still here.” I watched as fat tears escaped and fled down her cheeks. They gathered and dripped from her chin, but instead of lashing out at me and giving me the slap across the face I so fucking deserved, she held her chin high and turned her back on me.
The knife I just lodged in my gut twisted as I watched her leave. My eyes darted to Axel’s forest green ones. Disappointment and sadness stared back at me. He sighed and followed her out. Movement in the corner dragged my attention to Oak. He looked at me. Really looked at me. I know he sawwhat she did. He left without a word. He’s grown attached to her–we all have. Even though this felt like a betrayal, I deserved it. I fucked up, so I’d let him leave. For now.
