This was a side of Haru Jacobs I had never seen before. The hatred and anger on his face were as if I had never known the true person, just a mask put forward to hide his reality.
“Alright, let’s do this; every time you piss me off you will get a little punishment... I just wish I had a bigger knife, though,” Liam remarked, standing up and walking around Jacobs’ chair.
“Why did you delete the texts?” He growled, his Alpha command clear in the air. The surge of power made me step back as I stared at my Alpha, someone I still considered my best friend.
“I…” Jacobs gripped the arm of his chair, his knuckles turning white as he fought Liam’s Alpha command. Liam slammed his hand on the table and Jacobs flinched.
“She… she doesn’t deserve… happiness! Okay?” He growled through gritted teeth.
It was almost as if we were in sync. Both mine and Liam’s eyes flashed, letting out menacing growls. I grabbed his throat, and Liam slammed his knife into his hand. We glanced at each other before I shoved Jacobs back roughly into his seat and stepped back, clenching my jaw.
“Raven deserves happiness,” I said icily.
“She does, and clearly you’ve ruined a lot for her. Care to fucking share why she doesn’t deserve happiness?” Liam asked coldly, grabbing him by his hair and yanking his head back.
“Because she’s the reason I don’t have my son with me! From the start, she was a fucking failure!” Jacobs shouted, the hatred and anger in his eyes so fucking clear that it actually shocked me. How the fuck hadn’t we ever seen it? I knew the answer, even when my wolf whimpered inside.
Raven hid it all. She always smiled and acted normal. Back when we were young, even when it came to going home at the end of a long day, she used to delay it…Fuck... why had we never seen the signs?
A scream of pain made me look towards the table where Liam had shoved the knife into his hand once again.
“First of all, your son died as a fucking kid!” Liam hissed.
Wait, son?Both Jacobs’ and Liam’s words resonated in my head. Fuck, I never knew Raven had a sibling.
“We only produced her for her bone marrow! And even then, she failed!” He shouted.
“Oh yeah? Well, guess what, you’re not fucking god,” Liam shot back, punching him across the face, snapping his head to the right as blood squirted everywhere. “The chances for your son to survive were slim, Raven had nothing to do with that. If you want to fucking blame someone, then maybe you should look to yourself. Why were your pups born with illnesses or lacking something? If you ask me, the fault was in you.”
“She deserved it all! The hatred, the contempt! You all should be happy that I didn’t dump her in a river somewhere!”
Liam slammed his head into the table, his anger blazing around him. His eyes darkened strangely- more than normal.
“Mr Jacobs…” I began, wanting to ask a question that was bothering me. I crouched down, staring up into his bloody face. “Have you always treated Raven like this? Like, did you abuse her like this as a child or just when she grew up?” My stomach twisted when he sneered coldly.
“I have always treated her, exactly the way she deserved to be treated!”
Liam
My eyes blazedas those words left his fucking mouth. I grabbed his hair, slamming his head into the table.
How could she not have mentioned it? Fuck, didn’t she even think to tell us? Clearly, we weren’t realfriends. But I couldn’t go fucking blaming her for shit when I should have picked up the damn signs.
“Have you hurt her physically?” I asked dangerously.“Answer me!”
“And if I have?” He spat.
The anger that was blazing through me suddenly snapped inside of me, ravelling out of my control. All I could see was the darkness closing around us and Haru’s face; it twisted in contempt for my mate, looming before me.
“Liam… don’t!”
Someone was shouting, but it didn’t matter, all I wanted was to kill the man before me.
Was that the smell of blood?
Who was screaming?
I felt a jarring pain in my back, and I was slammed to the ground. Someone was trying to pin me down. I glared up at the man who was on top of me, and it took me a few moments to realise it was Damon. Another flare of anger and hatred rushed through me, but the look of concern on his face made me falter. Why was he worried?