Page 63 of Knot Your Fairytale


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It was crazy how things had already changed between Dean and I. We said our apologies but we’d never been the type to linger on things. Just watching Morgan on TV made me realize all the red flags that we’d missed. From the snide comment she’d make about my brother in front of me to the way that she would start arguments then blame it on us. Then there was our parting. She blamed my brother, saying he wanted a pack without me, that he was kicking me out. She couldn’t bear to choose so she was walking away.

It was the one topic we didn’t truly broach and I wanted to hear him say it now, to put it all in the past.

He was already pulling bacon and eggs out of the fridge. Breakfast was pretty much the only thing my brother knew how to cook.

“A Dean classic,” I commented as I started getting mugs down and making a pot of coffee. We’d be here about a week and I knew the days and times were going to blur soon. It would be down to sex and survival.

“Can I ask you a question, Dean? The last heavy question before we can officially move on?”

“I’m going to guess my final question is the same,” he said offhand as he started putting bacon in the hot pan.

“Did you try to convince Morgan to leave me behind to create a pack for just the two of you?”

He scoffed. “I should have known she was lying,” he said. “Those were her exact same words to me. She knew the exact things to tell me to break me, too. That I was holding you back and you felt like I was the third wheel. She knew I felt that way sometimes and used it against me.”

Pain lanced through me at my brother’s words. I should have seen it sooner and I hated myself for my role in this. It was stupid of me not to fix it sooner. He deserved better, we both did.

Even if it had only been a month before the show started recording that she left us, being apart from my twin for this long felt like years.

“She told me that you hated me, that you despised me for always putting you in my shadow and that I was overbearing, always trying to turn you into something you weren’t.”

“So, essentially, she was a bitch,” he concluded as he handed over the carton of eggs. “Just go for scrambled, it’ll be faster. And none for Ellie, she hates them. You’ll have to search out a bowl.”

I held the carton but didn’t move yet.

“You know I don’t really feel those things about you, right?” I asked quietly. “I like that we’re not the same. You’re more serious and caring, it keeps me grounded. We work well together because we have different personalities. I’ve never felt like you were a third wheel.”

“I’ll admit that I’ve had moments where I felt like I wasn’t enough, or that I couldn’t live up to your charm. But Ellie helped me see that I’m enough on my own.”

“You are,” I agreed. “Are we good?”

“We’re good,” he agreed. “At some point, we should probably tell Dad.”

“Shit, Dad,” I cursed as I frantically started searching out my phone.

“Calm down, I already texted Clara,” Dean said. She was dad’s neighbor. she and her pack would step in when we couldn’t be there for him. Now that he was stronger it shouldn’t be too hard for them to keep him happy.

“Thank God,” I said as I finally got to work on the food again. It felt like our lives were up in the air right now but other than a few loose ends like work and our dad, our only focus would be our omega.

“I didn’t get to give her an update on Dad, I was planning to tonight,” Dean said as he turned off the burner and pulled out the bacon.

“You’ll have to wait until after all this,” Ezra said as he walked in. He’d been giving us our space. “Smells good. It’s been a long time since anyone cooked for me other than the diner cooks. Is there anything I can do to help?”

“Put some clothes on,” I joked. Honestly, I didn’t care about modesty. We’d see more of each other this week than this and he was wearing boxers.

“There’s no point in putting on more than my boxers,” he said with a shrug as he opened the fridge. “Remind me to tell Collin sorry for us taking over his place.”

He took out a soda and chugged it like his life depended on it. He likely needed the extra sugar and caffeine after that. Heat sex was intense.

The smell of food was helping keep us from losing our minds over her scent but the moment that we heard them wake up and Ellie cried out, it was near impossible to focus.

“Eat, she’s going to need us all.”

Dean

We had been speculating when Ellie would be coming out of her heat. The last day had been a lot less intense and we’d sent both alphas into the other rooms to rest, one claiming the guest bedroom, the other the couch. They only went after promises to get them if she needed them.

The fact they left at all meant we’d established some trust between us all.

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