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“No.”
“He won’t.”
They both spoke at the same time, confirming what I already felt.
“I don’t know why I feel bad for him, like I have a need to go make sure he is ok, but I also want to ignore him for being a petulant child.” I leaned back onto the sofa, irritated with myself for caring about someone who didn’t give two shits about me.
“Kit Kat.” Lucien walked up to me. “It’s ok to care about the brute.”
I laughed because if anything could sum up Zev, brute would be the word. Also, pain in my ass would work too.
“He’s not an easy man to love, Kitten.” Aeon looked up from his reading. “Zev is frustrating on his best days, and a downright pain in your existence on others.”
“Let him come to you, Kit Kat, once he does, he will be insufferable and you might regret it,” Lucien chuckled, sitting next to me, pulling me close to comfort me.
I wanted to tell them that even though Aeon and I had mated, I still felt incomplete. It was glaringly obvious that Zev was supposed to be a part of our group. He completed a part of me that I was ashamed about, that I had realized a few times that I was with Caston. I enjoyed being used, and dominated, but with Caston, he always made sure that I knew I was useless, and I didn’t deserve anything better.
Zev also made me wonder if I only enjoyed our time together because of all the shit I said to him that I also wished I had enough courage to say to Caston. Zev made me feel more powerful than I had ever felt before. Looking at Aeon and Lucien, I also felt guilty.
I shouldn’t need anyone else, right? They should be enough, but my mind wandered to the damn brute who was wiggling his way into my soul. I was afraid of the day he made himself at home only to realize he didn’t want to be mine.
26
ZEV
Ineeded to keep busy. I had to find something to do every day so I didn’t run to Katarina, pick her up, throw her against the wall, and fuck her till she couldn’t breathe, then make her mine.
Ever since Aeon had mated with her, I had been going crazy. Her presence coming through the bond was stronger than ever. My bond with the guys was changing because of her. I no longer felt just fleeting emotions, I could feel more, like when they fucked her for the hundredth time in the last week. My hand has seen more action than I’d like to admit, but hey, it made pleasuring myself even better.
I could feel their pleasure, and while I had learned to flip that switch, curiosity had me check in on them occasionally. The intensity of their feelings has stopped me in my tracks or whatever I was doing at the time. I had stopped doing it now because the longing in me for the connection they had was driving me wild. It also made me want to break something or start a fight.
The war in me was exhausting. My wolf hated me most days, I hated me, too. I brought down the ax full force, splitting the wood, making it fly in different directions. I did this over and over again, tempted to take off my shirt so I could have better range of motion. I put another log on the stump and kept chopping wood, hoping that I got exhausted enough that I could quiet my thoughts. I needed to think of anything but her, or them… together.
I had already made more furniture for my room, replacing the items I had destroyed. They didn’t look fancy, but I made sure they still looked good. I made some decorative carvings on the bed frame. I sanded them down to make sure it was prepped for the stain Mr. Potter had found me. The room was almost finished.
“I think we have enough wood to last us through the winter.”
Aeon stood at a tree close by. I looked around, he was probably right, but Katarina's body always ran on the cooler side. Now that winter was almost here, we’d probably have the fireplaces on all the time.
I shrugged, not knowing what to say. I was also mad at him for not holding out. It made my decision not to mate her easy, but now I was the odd man left out. It left me feeling out of place and I hated to say, unwanted.
“Are you mad at me? Wait, scratch that, why are you mad at me?” Aeon looked at me intensely.
I shrugged, knowing he was going to get upset, but I didn’t want to talk. I left them to their debauchery, and I was expecting the same courtesy. I just wanted to be left alone to deal with this how I wanted to.
“Zev, don’t be a shit about it,” he said, running a hand through his hair. “I can feel you more than ever through our bond. Surprisingly, that’s how I found you right now. Our bond has changed.”
“I know.” I put another piece of wood on the chopping block and took a swing. “I can feel when you are all together.”
I tried to keep my voice even, so he didn’t suspect that it upset me.
“Shit,” he said, under his breath. “Zev... We didn’t—”
“I can mute it.” I took another swing.
“Zev.” I heard the pleading in his voice. “Can we just talk about it?”
“No,” I growled, hating that I let my emotions come out.
