Their Secret Obsession by Pippa Moon

Kane POV

Closing my eyes, I sucked down a breath, knowing this was going to go south fast. I didn't want my parents to lie to Knox, of course not. He had a right to know what was going on with his wolf, but fuck me they could of at least eased him in.

"He can handle it." Rolo reminded me. "You need to give Havoc more credit." He added, making my lips curl. I wasn't sure how I felt about Rolo's sudden trust in Knox's wayward wolf. Rolling my lips over my teeth, I eyed Knox like an officer would an unpredictable inmate. "I guess that answers that question." Knox shrugged, but I could see the pain etched on his face. "At least we can bond over that huh, angel." He laughed.

"It's a fake laugh at that." Rolo expressed, his stress levels clearly running high.

"Way to state the fucking obvious," I grumbled, my wolf's reply quickly cut off by my mother clearing her throat.

"What is that meant to mean?" Our mother asked, heartache lacing her tone and painting her features, making her look older than her years.

"It means, Lottie and I can bond over how our families have failed us and raised us on lies." Knox sourly replied, his eyes low on Charlotte's stomach, no doubt thinking about the pup of his she carried.

"We will do better." He mused aloud, something I truly hoped for, but given the way that demon was hovering, I doubted we would have much of a choice but to either be open with our children and hope they made the right choices, or hide things from them and hope they lived in peace, untarnished by the reality of the shit storm their lives started in.

"Knox please, you have to understand..." My mother began to say, but Knox cut her off, lacing the thick air with contempt and heavy resentment.

"Why?" He asked coldly.

hand wound around

my eyes closing knowing she

about it, angel face,

reply. Maybe Rolo was right, and I should give him and Havoc some credit. But never have wanted to punch

with this

isn't. He is petrified of Havoc and scared he is about to lose his sons. I can smell it on him",

Knox roared,

father's question, his

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in front of Charlotte. My mother's eyes shot to me as if would defend her... I wouldn't. She had my father, and Knox had me he always would. But I had

good idea to make a deal

reasons you have, I suspect. To save our child!" My father shrugged, but even I

circumstances, I would have felt pity for her, but right now..

lips tightly pulled together. His tell-tale way of hiding his anger. My mother mouthed