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Always pick the lesser of two evils. So I picked you to place all my hope in, but it turns out you were worse than them all. You were worse because when you found me; I thought I would be given the opportunity to be your mate, equal because mates are supposed to be, only you showed me we’re not.
Instead, I just became your breeder, a means for an heir. I thought I could forgive you, and even after everything I truly tried. Yet now stuck in my golden cage, the mirage that was once hope has now dissipated.
I'm done being a prisoner, I'm done being in someone's shadow, but most of all, I am done being disappointed. Everyone expects something of me while I am told not to expect anything in return. I wanted a mate. Even now, I am waiting for you to come home, waiting for you to change your mind, because despite hating you, I still want you, still love you. It may be the bond, it may not be, but you hurt me, as I hurt you, but I won’t let you hurt our sons.
I refuse to live like this, I can’t. I also won’t let you take them from me.
You wanted a child. I guess you got what you wanted, 2 of them in fact, too bad you can't have them without their mother.
I will not apologize for running this time. This time I am not running because I am scared of being with you, this time I wanted you. You just didn’t want me. So this time I am running for our sons and a future I know I don’t have with you. I hope you find what you're looking for Axton, I just hope it’s not me.
Because if there is anything I know about hope. It’s that it’s always better conjured up than finding it in reality because once you find it, you realize how easily it is crushed.
Bye Axton.
PS. I’ll be stealing your car and raiding your safe.
PPS. Tell Khan I’m sorry, and I love him, but you? I hope you choke on my metaphorical ghost dick!
Also the laxatives were totally Lexa’s idea, she decided to double your dosage, though it was mine to throw out all the toilet paper. Happy shitting!
Love, Elena x
My stomach sinks reading her letter and I fold it back up. Khan is quiet and my guilt nags at me. I knew I was hurting her, it was my intention back then, but not anymore. I fucked up, we both did.
“And now we make it up to her,” Khan tells me.
“You mean I have to make it up to her, she said she loved you, she told me to suck her dick!” I tell him.
“Well, then you suck her ghost dick!” Khan orders, and I chuckle.
“Though I must admit the toilet paper was a shitty move,” Khan agrees with me as I start the car to drive home.
“You reckon? I had to wipe my ass on a pair of socks!” I tell him and he laughs.
Chapter Sixty-Three
There’s something about doing laundry that always made me feel at ease. Perhaps it's because it is something I often did with my mother when I was a child. Or perhaps it’s because it is a way to show Axton how much I want to be here with him. Folding the boys' basket first, I put them away, using that time to also check on them. Both Kyan and Bane are sleeping peacefully in their beds, their cheeks rosy from teething.
Humming quietly to myself, I return to the laundry and put away one of my dresses, then move along to Axton’s shirts I ironed earlier, hanging them up before moving to the clothes left in the basket. Soon only his ties rested at the bottom of the laundry basket, and I bend over to pick up a few of them, ready to put them away.
What I didn’t expect was a large pair of hands firmly grabbing me from behind, grasping tightly at my hips. I yelp in surprise from the fright before I somewhat relax when I realize it is Axton, sparks rushing over my skin where his hands lie. He presses into my back and leaves a rough kiss on my exposed neck, causing me to shiver as his lips brush my mark.
“Axton.” I chuckle, catching my breath. I drop my chin, feeling his warm tongue run over my neck, his stubble tickling. He pulls away, letting out a growl as he embraces me. I chuckle, trying to get my heartbeat back to normal as I crane my neck to look at him. “I didn’t see you there. You could have sung out."
“Lost in thought?” his voice low and husky as he moves his hands upwards, grasping at my breasts through the fabric of my shirt—a t-shirt I’ve stolen from him. I let out a whine noise not wanting the distraction, but knowing I’ll give in any way, unable to resist the bond, and also not wanting to. I tense up at his sudden, delicate touch. The mate bond's ability to awaken arousal is something I’m unsure I will ever get used to.
“Ax,” I mewl while his touch awakens a longing inside of me, heat and sparks of arousal running through my veins. Axton, breathing heavily into my neck, makes me tremble in excitement when he soon starts to pepper kisses instead, making me cringe at his ticklish stubble.
"Stop! I have to put these away first," I whine at him when he bumps the ironing board, knocking over the piles I just folded and stacked on top. I growl at him, but he growls back.
“How about you leave it for tomorrow?” he offers. I hold back a laugh. When he says leave it tomorrow, he means he’ll just hastily shove everything away. Not that there’s much to put away. I did most of it already. “I can think of a few other things to do." he whispers, nipping at my mark.
"Though I must admit, I do like seeing you in my shirt, doing the laundry. So domesticated and mine.” He laughs and I pull away, raising an eyebrow at him. Seeing Axton this riled up makes it hard to think straight, the bond being flooded with his desires only amplifying mine. My whole body heats.
Axton presses his crotch against my ass from behind, and I can feel the already huge bulge in his pants pressing into me. “What’s got into him?” Lexa wonders, with a laugh.
I press myself back against him, and he groans.
