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“She can hear anything you have to say about my case,” Wolf stated, breaking through as well. In fact, his deep voice shattered my thoughts. It broke them into a million pieces, and when our gazes collided, I saw nothing but guilt on his handsome face. Visual unrest took on a new definition with the way my boyfriend looked at me in that moment. His jaw moved. “She should know everything.”
She should know everything…
I was shaking now. A distinct tremor was in my hands, and that was when Wolf acquired both. He held them both, held on to me.
Don’t let go.
I saw that so hard in his eyes now, and I was two seconds away from letting it all crack. From losing every ounce of calm and stability I had in front of my stepfather. My boyfriend had lied to me. He’d lied about reaching out to one of few people who could help him. Why would he do that? He had no reason to do that.
Unless he did.
I was wavering, but Anton was still speaking. I wanted to run, flee from all this and whatever it was.
“I had my office follow up about your case, Ares, but I was told my services were no longer needed,” Anton continued from somewhere. The location was unknown just like my physical body in that moment. I wouldn’t feel a bucket of ice water if it hit me in the face just then.
Don’t let go.
I think I tried to, but Wolf wouldn’t allow it. The eye contact he made was just as unwavering as his hands fused with mine.
Don’t let go.
“I was glad to hear it,” Anton said, smiling. “I agreed with your doctor’s course of action, which was why I rejected your case. You had options still and way better than the risk you would have had on my operating table.”
Wolf grew so pale in front of me. Actual color left his tan skin, but I had to look worse.
“I used you. You understand me?”
I thought I had, but maybe all this… his lies went way darker than I ever could have imagined.
They had to be if he was still lying to me.
CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE
Ares
Fawn and I drove back to the cabin together by ourselves. I’d arranged that. I’d felt fear in the past couple years of my life. I’d felt deep fear, but not once had it been for anything besides the people I loved. The people I cared about meant everything so no. I never feared death or dying. I never feared for anything involving myself or worried about feeling the fear of personal loss.
But I felt this.
I felt Fawn sitting beside me. I felt her locked up and every second of her not talking to me during our drive. She’d been doing that since we’d left her stepdad and the others at the hospital. Her stepfather had been kind and the complete opposite of how I’d thought he’d be. He wasn’t the pompous asshole my mind wanted him to be. He was human, and he hadn’t looked at me like a case file. He took me in like a person and even invited Fawn and me out for dinner. If things had been under any other circumstances, we might have. We would have had a meal, and I would have properly met one of the closest people in my girlfriend’s life…
Girlfriend. The word felt so hollow, empty. The term was on shaky ground and had been from the jump. I hadn’t earned that from Fawn, not really. The terms girlfriend and boyfriend meant something, and I’d taken that something and made it mine. I’d acquired it.
But I hadn’t earned it.
A year had passed, and in that year, I’d been disillusioned. I actually let myself believe she was mine completely.
And not something I stole.
The fear settled in so thick as I turned off my Hummer outside the cabin. Fawn stared out the window, the snowflakes gentle now against the windshield. It was like the calm before yet another storm, a storm I knew was about to play out the moment we left the hospital, and she didn’t want to immediately talk. She never said this. Again, she didn’t speak, but the last time she had, it’d been in front of her stepfather. She’d said she wasn’t feeling well and I was going to take her back to the cabin. She hadn’t spoken those words directly to me but insinuated that was what was going to happen next.
I hadn’t argued. I just followed her and told the others we were leaving along the way. I said it would just be us, and I think they thought we wanted the alone time. That we’d do something with that and not what ended up happening. Fawn and I may have left together, but there was nothing but space between us, distance.
I sat back against my seat, my chest all fucked up and tight. Fawn sat pivoted against the door. She was curled up on it and tucked deep into her coat. I swallowed. “Fawn—”
“When did you ask him?”
A force slashed beneath my rib cage when she finally faced me.
