Ezra's Winner

Two

(Kenai ^^^)

Ezra's POV

"How is Carter?" Liam asked randomly.

"Fine. Busy with a family and running a pack." I shrugged looking over the menu. I hated to say it, but Carter was a hard topic for me these days.

I loved him and he was still my best friend. More than that actually. He was family. But I was no longer his. His was Sloan and their kids. Which I understand and I feel ashamed that I even feel this way. But I do miss what our relationship was like before our lives changed. His for the better and mine...for the worse.

"When are your dads coming back?" Whit asked and I sighed. All these damn questions, when the one thing I wanted to do was be quiet and eat.

"Great question," I mumbled. 

My dads left with Delany and Eliezar for the new school year. At the human college, they begged my dads to go to. The semester was about to start in a week or two and I had a feeling they weren't going to leave until their babies were safe and sound. And seeing as Sloan is very pregnant and could be due any day now, they are most likely going to spend time with them as well.

All that to say, I am completely and utterly alone in the Mickaya house. It's strange because usually, it's the oldest that leaves first...nope. I'm the last.

"Honestly, I don't plan them being back any time soon." I forced out. I was reluctant to say anything because the way their faces dropped and start looking sorry for me, made me regret saying anything at all.

"So you're all alone? Are you going to be okay?" Whit asked, leaning over the table and grabbing my hand.

"I will be fine. I am a grown man." 

"Do you need us to sleep over? It can be like how it was in elementary." Milo chirped up looking overly excited.

"No,  no, no. I have been fine all week, I will be fine until they come back."

Lies. Lies. And more lies. I haven't been fine, far from it. I've cried myself to sleep every night, hoping that the life I am living in some fucking nightmare.

That my mate didn't reject me and leave me broken. While he is happy and free with his family he lied to me about. The family that he wanted all along. He's happy. Why does he get to be happy while I stay miserable and broken?

I felt Ashton's brown eyes burn into the side of my head. He was always the best at reading me and my emotions. I hated it. Because even now, I knew he didn't believe a single word I'd said.

Whitney went to say something else, but her eyes caught a hold of something and went wide, "Oh fuck! He's here." She squealed and pulled her hand away from me. 

She hurriedly fixed her hair and reapplied her makeup. Liam watched and looked around the dining room trying to see who she was talking about. His jealousy was evident as he asked, "Who's here?"

"Kenai," She whispered through her teeth and forced a smile on her face. Liam's face failed to hide the disappointment he felt.

But Whitney didn't know Liam was interested in her, and Liam was a wimp and would never say anything to her about it.

"Wait," Milo whispered, leaning over Whitney to get a glance, "Fuck he's hot in a suit." 

Whit pushed his chest and his back hit the booth with a thud, "Back off, he's mine. Plus he's the furthest thing from gay, that man is for women and women only." She bit her lip in a seductive way, his eyes roaming over the body that was some distance behind me."