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“You blame me for not protecting Kenzi,” she hissed at me. The viper’s fangs were starting to show. “But you did nothing to protect Libby. None of you did.”
“Neither did you,” I reminded her, my tone deathly low. “It was your son who had her murdered.”
“And it was you who led him to it,” she sneered. “You are just like your mother. Prancing around and ensnaring other people’s husbands. Seducing them with your innocent smiles and big green eyes. You are both nothing but home-wrecking whores. If it wasn’t for you, Kenzi would never have had to be sold and Christian wouldn’t have been driven to kill Libby.”
She spat at me.
“You led her down the wrong path. Seduced her to your side, and now she is dead,” Kendra kept on, her face growing to be a plum shade of purple as her ire mounted. “Your mother is no better. It seems Ward men have a sickness when it comes to McDonough women.”
Oh, this bitch was unhinged. She was still talking about my mother in the present tense, as if she were still here. Still seducing her husband. But she wasn’t. She was dead, and Kendra knew it.
“My mother was a victim,” I hissed. “Your husband stole her, she didn’t seduce him, and she sure as hell didn’t love him. The only one seducing other people’s husbands is you.” I shot Dante a cold look. The man at least had the decency to look ashamed.
Yeah, buddy, don’t think I didn’t guess that you and Kendra were hooking up while your late wife was still alive. Pathetic. If I ever found that Matthias had done that to me, I would cut his dick off and staple it to his forehead.
Limp dick leader would be his new name.
“Your mother is not a victim.”
“Stop talking about her like she’s still alive, you fucking bitch,” I roared, my hand coming down on her face.
“Ava!” Dante surged forward to pull me away from Kendra, but Matthias intervened, holding him back.
“It is a small slap,” Matthias grumbled. “She is fine.”
Vas snorted. “For how long?”
“She won’t hurt the baby,” Matthias assured Dante. “Let her work this out. It has been a long time coming.”
The slap had stung my hand, leaving a weak red handprint on Kendra’s cheek. I let go of her hair in my rage, and she slumped back to the floor, holding her cheek with a shocked expression coating her face.
Then she looked up at me and smirked.
“I thought you would have figured that part out by now.” She chuckled mirthlessly. “Ward men don’t let anything go.”
“What are you saying?”
My chest tightened painfully, breaths coming fast as my heart beat against my ribcage.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
It was all I could hear as I waited with bated breath for her next words. She couldn’t mean what I thought she meant. There was no way. I’d seen the death certificate. The crime scene photos. The autopsy.
Kendra was lying.
She had to be.
Otherwise, she would have come for me. Her heart. Her star. She wouldn’t have left me all alone.
“You honestly think my husband let her die?” Kendra scoffed. “No, your mother is very much alive.” Then she shrugged. “Well, as alive as she can be anyway. Comas are a bit of a bitch.”
My mother was alive.
My mother was alive.
My mother was alive.
CHAPTERSIXTEEN
