Mated To The King’s Gamma By Jessica Hall

Abbie POV

I watched as he left. He really left. He walked out, and I glanced back at the bed nervously before looking back at the door. I hear him knock on Liam’s door down the hall and I move toward ours when I hear Liam’s voice.

“What’s up, brother?” I just managed to hear him say. I crack the door open just a little to listen. I knew it was coming but I thought I had more time, that maybe it wouldn’t hurt so much when it did. Yet hearing Gannon’s following words crushed me.

“I can’t do this with her anymore; I can’t. She is impossible. She-” he doesn’t finish, just sighs.

“Come on, let’s get a drink,” Liam says, wandering off with him. I shut the door, tears burning my eyes at what he said. Did he mean he didn’t want me? Did he finally realize I wasn’t enough for him, that couldn’t be what he needed?

My thoughts festered, racing through my head as I waited for him to return yet after an hour realized he wasn’t going to. Panic started to grow and writhed through me as I tried to calm my. racing heart and thoughts. Not wanting to wake Tyson, I slipped into the bathroom and sat on the floor. He was leaving me. He was going to leave me because, just like Sia, I was hurting him. I was no good for him, he deserved better. They all did!

something I could never truly be for him. I loved him, yet couldn’t do what

stared at the tub. Maybe if I bathed, I would feel better, not so dirty, maybe could wash

sense of their touch,

too vile and gross and now he saw that and nothing! did

hurting him, breaking his heart as Sia did, just as my actions hurt Tandi that day and ruined her life. Just as I ruined Azalea’s because she suffered so much for me, she took more than her fair

and that guilt was killing me, rotting me from the inside out

on and find someone who could

of all I would be set free, and they would be free of the burden that is me. So with that, I ran the razor down both arms. I didn’t feel it, I thought it would sting,

before slashing and hacking at them again. Still, I healed, tears burned my eyes when I couldn’t even do that right.

he would never give me up, even if that meant killing himself. I owed them all this, owed them for my