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!

a mother that wasn’t afraid of her own shadow, afraid of his father’s affections. Gannon needed a mate, something I could never truly be for him. I loved him, yet couldn’t do what was expected of

bathed, I would feel better, not so dirty, maybe could wash away the filthy parts of me, and Gannon wouldn’t notice them. So

my skin yet no amount of scrubbing would remove the scars, remove the sense of their touch, remove what they did

the King’s Gamma’s mate, too vile and gross and now he saw that and nothing! did would

life. Just as

all of them, always the burden and now I was seeing that with startling clarity, and that guilt was killing me, rotting me from the inside out as the tears refused

I realized I could fix everything. Everything would be fixed if I weren’t here Gannon would move on and find

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,

burned my eyes when I couldn’t even do

I had to do this, had to set him free of me, and I know he would never give me up,