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“Did Charlotte say anything to her?” Adair asked, and the answer must’ve been visible on my face because he cursed quietly.
“Marcus, I’m going to say this once. I love you, you are my brother. But this is fucked up. You fucked up. Madeline was waiting and giving you the chance to ask about her past instead of making assumptions. But you never did.”
Adair scrubbed a hand over his tired face. “You don’t know this, but Madeline was kicked out of her home when she was twelve, that’s why she went to live with Ric. The Zhao’s don’t do betas.Ever.”
I stared at him, processing his words with a growing sense of dread. Every single interaction that I’d ever had with Madeline flashed through my mind. The masking of her emotions, the need for validation, her forlorn looks when she was trying to process her emotions. It had all been in front of my face for months, and I’d ignored it because of my own bullshit.
“Is it finally starting to sink in, you absolute asshole?” Rio said, squatting down next to Adair. “You’ve spent so much time trying to push her away from you but—Marcus—sheisyou. You two had such similar upbringings when it came to your designations that she was the best person to understand you, and you pushed her away.”
They were right, and I was miserable.
“What the fuck am I supposed to do now?” I asked, looking between the two glaring alphas and coming up blank in terms of solutions.
Adair and Rio exchanged a glance, before Adair finally answered me. “It's time for us to take a step back and let you fix things for yourself. We buffered things between the two of you for too long, and look where it got us.”
The two stood, looking exhausted. “Fix this Marcus,” Rio said quietly. “Or I don’t know how we’re going to move on from this.”
With that, they left me sitting alone in the dark.
