#Chapter 155 – Blow Out

“Victor!” I cry, pounding down the stairs after him. He’s already at the back door, ready to pull it open and storm out. “Stop!”

He turns on me then, and I can see that he’s working hard to keep a leash on his rage.

I stop dead in my tracks, my eyes going wide, knowing very well that I should not push him.

An Alpha at the end of his tether is a dangerous thing.

“What, Evelyn,” he growls at me. “What can you possibly have to say?”

I reach out a hand, sorrow and apology written all over my face. “Victor, please,” I say, “we can talk about this -”

“Talk about what,” he says, his voice gruff as he takes three threatening steps towards me. “About how you lied to me for months? Manipulated me? Let me believe that I was speaking to a professional while I spilled my secrets to you?”

I bite my lip, knowing that he is right. I don’t say anything – can’t think of anything at all to say.

“Do you deny it, Evelyn?” he asks, taking two more steps closer so that he his lowering over me.

Slowly, I shake my head, looking up at him, my whole body pleading to him for forgiveness.

“God damnit, Evelyn!” he roars, again putting back his head to release that feral sound.

“Victor, stop,” I say, unthinkingly closing the distance between us and putting my hands on his chest as I glance back towards the stairs. “The boys –“

He swipes my hands off of him, pushing me away. “Don’t touch me, Evelyn,” he growls.

I curl my arms to my chest, clasping my hands just below my chin. “Victor,” I say, my voice soft and sorry and terrified, “please, let me tell you how it all came about – let me explain –“

“Let you explain,” he says, rage lighting anew in his eyes. “Do you think you can explain away this kind of betrayal?!”

only thing I had – we were paired up at random by the agency – and then, when I figured out it was you – you were trying to take my children from me – I would have

coparent, when you were no longer

shake my head, looking

months, that I was

about Amelia and his life, his inner thoughts, his turmoil. Hell, I had counciled him

were good and kind and fair, especially in comparison to someone like Amelia. But at least she didn’t try to play the innocent single mom, so

isn’t exactly true, is it?

I did. He started out rough, but began treating me fairly very early on in our coparenting journey, whereas I betrayed him

head now, unable to look at him, the shame is so rich in my

My breath stops as I

rungs of the stair railing. Their faces are shocked, frightened.

Amelia were together longer, I know, in my heart, that

so quiet that they have no

says, concerned, starting to take a

that moment, spurred by Ian’s tiny act

his voice booms out, commanding them. An

It doesn’t hurt, I know, but the feeling of

them, I

quickly, urging them

he just did that to my sons – I’ve never seen him use an Alpha’s command

front of him, scared to move. When my father got like

is not my

he’s done, that he’s lost his temper so much that it’s shattering his family, breaking their faith

takes a step away from me, still livid, but again in control. I feel my

Victor growls at me. I feel my

shaking

“I can never, never look at you

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