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My mind was racing at this point, and I was trying my best to drive safely, even though my hands were shaking. I couldn’t even look at my brother. I felt ashad of myself. And Kaye was losing his mind.
I couldn’t really understand why Helanie would do this to . The only thing I kept coming back to was that maybe she got upset that Kaye had made Kesha an option, and she wanted to punish him by letting him know she left him for soone else.
That could be a possible reason because that’s why she suddenly left too—by accusing of playing her. She used to take revenge on Kaye and then dumped .
I kept my fingers wrapped around the steering wheel while tears forced their way into my eyes. The problem was that I had never felt like crying before, even in the toughest situations.
But at that mont, I wanted to cry my heart out like a child. I had loved her a lot, so it wasn’t easy for to live with the fact that she had never loved .
What should I do now? How would I ever be in love with soone after this?
My attention snapped back to Kaye, who was waving his hand at to stop the car before I ran into the main gate.
I hadn’t even been paying attention this whole ti. I felt guilty for unintentionally hurting my brother.
I parked the car and got out, running over to the other side to hold the door open for him.
"Let’s just not tell anyone about this," I requested, and Kaye nodded.
"Whatever she did was ssed up, but—I—I don’t want her to deal with angry glares. I am helpless—I am a damn coward who cannot stand up to her." I began to look away because my brother was staring at . I could tell he wanted to make eye contact with him.
"And you think I could stand seeing her hurt? She played worse. She didn’t even want to accept , even though I’m her mate. Do you think you love her more than I do?" I was surprised when Kaye put it that way.
I gave him the eye contact he had been wanting and instantly felt my heart break. He liked less.
"I am sure—she didn’t an to. She must have been hurt that you made Kesha an option," I tried to make excuses for her when Kaye gently pushed away.
"Right! And the punishnt for was to use my brother against . Well, I must say, it worked. I am hurt, brother—and it doesn’t help to look in your eyes and see love for my mate," he pointed a finger at his chest and yelled, "but of course, you are the winner. At least between us two."
I wanted to hug him, but he kept pushing away and trying to breathe. I was worried for him, even when my own body was in a lot of pain.
"I don’t want our brotherhood to be ruined because of this," I held his hand to plead with him, but he shrugged his arm free.
"I don’t know. It will only heal when the love in your eyes for her fades away. Because I am damn sure mine never will," he made it clear he would never stop loving her. Then, he stopped briefly, turned around, and gave one last look. "As for her reputation, I would choose hers over mine any day."
Instead of going back inside, he gestured at his driver to co get him. He slid into his car and sped away while I started dialing Norman’s number.
It wasn’t a good thing for Kaye to be out there when he was so stressed.
: Norman! I have been trying to contact you. Can you please check on Kaye? He was upset about sothing and left in a hurry.
After I sent him the text, I rushed inside, went to my room, and locked the door so no one would bother .
I sat on the couch, holding my phone in my hands, scrolling through pictures of Helanie from academy projects and tests.
"She is so pretty," I felt a weird pain in my chest.
"But she is not yours. She is your brother’s. Are you really going to choose her over him? Even after it was clear to you that the damn whore played you? Do you even know how many other dicks she had in her mouth, pussy, or ass—"
That was it. I got up, grabbed the knife from the table next to the fruit, and stabbed it right into my chest.
"Okay, okay, I’m sorry!"
My wolf understood that if he said one more word about Helanie in that way, I wouldn’t hesitate to put myself through so much pain that he would die crying.
"I’m sorry, okay? But how would you describe her actions?" Now that he knew I would do anything, he asked in a much gentler, more respectful way.
"We will just say—she deserved soone better than both of us."
I finished and narrowed my eyes when I saw one particular picture I took a long ti ago. It was a picture of her pendant back when she was stuck in the dream prison.
"Hmmm." I searched the picture and found so similar items in a rare online book posted several years ago.
My heart started to beat faster when I read so of the comnts, but one particular comnt stood out to .
Random user: Although they are a pretty collection and rare to find, I can’t look at them the sa way after one of the girls started wearing them to hide her damn ugly pheromones. She’s so girl I’ve seen around whose pheromones make n go crazy for her. I believe the pendant is innocent, but whatever spell was cast on it to hide her pheromones just makes dislike this piece of jewelry.
She had comnted on the sa pendant Helanie wore. And the comnt was from a few months ago.
"Rember at the training ground? She took off the pendant in the middle of the fight. Oh heck! She played you far worse than we imagined."
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