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“This kid,” I mumble, chewing on the inside of my cheek as I pick up Beast’s letter.

Christy:Better to just pull the bandaid off, right?

Me:Can you read people’s minds too?

I type, shaking my head at how well she’s able to get inside my head.

Christy:Not as well as I can see into the future.

“What the shit?” I exclaim, staring at my phone screen.

Me:You’re kidding, right?

Christy:Of course I am… I can’t read minds but I do want you to READ THE LETTER.

Me:Fine. GO TO SLEEP.

Christy:Night, Kate.

Me:Night, Christy. I’ll call you tomorrow.

Christy:Okay.

Placing my phone on the dresser, I pick up Beast’s letter, open it and start reading.

Kate,

I know you’re Grim to everyone now, and I mean no disrespect calling you Kate, but I have to address this letter to the woman I hurt because it’s her that I owe my complete honesty. After you’ve read this letter, know that it’s both Kate and Grim I’ll pledge my loyalty to, if you’ll accept me that is.

For the past couple days I’ve been trying to figure out how to convince you that you can trust me, that you can rely on me, and today I remembered something my mum told me. I want to share that with you now.

Two days before she died my mum gave me a piece of advice that has stuck with me ever since. She told me that I should always be honest with the person I love, even if it hurts. At the time I didn’t appreciate what she’d said. I was too fucked-up by the fact she was dying. I was filled with rage, Kate. Rage at my father for abandoning us and at the world for taking her from me. I vowed in that moment to never fall in love, because look what it did to my mum.

And so that’s how I lived my life, without love. I was okay with that.

Until I met you.

If I’m being totally honest, I knew right from the moment that I threw you over my shoulder when we were training in the ring at Tales that you were it for me. Up until that point you were Carter’s daughter, someone I liked, but had no interest in romantically.

But that changed the day we sparred in the ring and you took the piss out of my ride or die tattoo. It was like a flip had been switched on in my brain. I saw you clearly for the first time, and you stopped being my job and started becoming a beautiful, sassy-as-fuck temptation I couldn’t ignore.

I tried too. You know that.

I did everything in my power to ignore my feelings because number one, a man like me doesn’t deserve to feel jack-shit and number two, I was fucking scared.

Not of your dad, but of love.

But no matter what I did, I couldn’t not feel.

When I finally admitted to myself what I already knew to be true, I was determined to do the right thing by you, by Carter.

Then I found out what he did.

I want to tell you the truth about how things played out the night I made a deal with the King, but talking about how it went down with that piece of shit isn’t the kind of honesty my mum was talking about.

She was talking about love.

Being honest about my feelings.

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