The Many Wicked Ways

Chapter Three

I sighed, staring at the hut before me as Barry gently passed me, he held Quincy close to his shoulder with a small blue blanket laid over him, I held Admire and Sundai in both my arms while slowly following him with a little uncertainty. My mind was yelling that I was stupid while my heart was encouraging me to follow behind him, maybe my mind was right since I was still trying to fix the unfixable. I looked down in my arms as Sundai squirmed like leaning against my shoulder and I remembered why I was coming to look at the house that Barry had desperately cleaned up, hopefully. Barry moved close to the door, carefully reaching forward in a slow motion to not awake Quincy. 

I waited patiently as Barry pulled the door open and I was able to see the inside of the hut from outside, the wooden floors were nice and clean of any dirt or clothing. I moved closer, looking around the large open space that contained Barry's made bed, the clean rug on the floor and the shiny floors that glistened in the sun's bright light. I gave Barry a small smile as he glanced my way before progressing inward, I stepped inside behind and was able to see the new addition to Barry's house, four rocking cradles. I felt my tension release a little, it was so cute to see them all pushed together, each of them side by side one another.

"As you can see, it's not much but..." Barry trailed as I glanced around the bedroom that I would soon be sharing with him and Abbigail, I pursed my lips.

"Where will I be sleeping?" I asked, positive it'd probably a small cot in the corner.

"The bed, I can sleep in the midd-"

Many reasons told me to leave, and while I was ignoring them, I knew I couldn't ignore them long because in time, I'd grow sick of waiting or I'll just grow bored with the entire situation. My main issue was Abbigail, if she was staying, Barry wasn't going to let her go anytime soon but if she planned to get what she want and leave him behind, I would be here for him. I couldn't help but wonder what was going through Abbigail's mind, even when she wasn't present, she had to be reluctant or in denial over the fact that Barry was trying to make me equal to her. I was angry that Alpha was making Barry be with Abbigail, but now there was no choice and I knew that Barry wouldn't leave her with the child.

"Will Abbigail be okay with that?" I replied.

"She doesn't have a choice." I slowly nodded, so he did wear the pants in this relationship. "Everything is the same, with the exception of us having to share a bed."

"Okay." I said, slowly nodding my head to tell him I understood the exception.

I was a little nervous to tell Barry how I felt because I wasn't sure how he was going to take my worries, he would either change them to make my worries go away or he was going to make me face them. I was positive the second choice was more of him and that he would not give me any other choice, there was many better ways for this to go, including Barry break the bond with Abbigail and make me his husband. I took a deep breath, still feeling a little weak from all the nutrients that were forcefully being pumped inside of me instead of my body making the appropriate amount. I glanced over at Barry as he gently rocked Quincy while staring in his face, my vision blurred and I suddenly because very light headed as I waited for it to settle, I glanced at Barry to see if he noticed my sudden mood change and indeed it didn't go unnoticed.

"You need a seat?" Barry asked, putting his unoccupied, beefy arm out to me and I quickly walked toward him.

The scent of his strong cologne of AXE and manly body odor was relishing at my nostrils, I stifled a moan loudly and ended it with a loud clear of the throat before giving Barry a shy, nervous smile. He wrapped his masculine arm around my waist and carefully guided me to the bed, I nervously bit my lip as he helped me sit down carefully. I sat down slow and carefully before looking at him with eyes of thankfulness, he was being very kind and I was very grateful that he was being patient with me.

"Thank you." I whispered, giving him a shy glance over before looking down at Sundai and Admire in my arms.

I looked back to Barry as he went back to gently rocking Quincy, casually pacing as I glanced around, this was going to be my new home and while I was nervous to see how everything was going to go, I was also excited to know I was going to be able to set my plan into motion. I glanced at Barry while wondering how I should approach him, was he happy with her? Did he ever think about me? Would he care if I told him I loved him? Would he believe me if I said I still wanted to be the only one he loved? Barry must of noticed my stare because he came to a stop and looked at me with confusion, I gave him an awkward side smile before cutting my eyes to the shiny, wooden floor that was installed. It was tension in the room and while it wasn't thick or heavy, it was still there and it made me uncomfortable. I was nervous to look up because I swear I felt Barry's eyes still boring into mine and seeing his look would be rather heartbreaking, was he happy?

"Barry..." I whispered shyly, immediately catching his attention as he turned and looked at me questionably. "Are you..."

He stared at me for a second as I averted my eyes, hoping he'd understand. I could feel his eyes trying to find mine but I continued to avoid his gaze until I heard him sigh softly, I looked up as the bed dipped from his weight as he took a seat beside me. I glanced over at him before looking to the ground once more, I searched his posture for his answer, I knew slumped shoulders meant he was stressed and pass the brink of giving up but a smile and straight back meant he was happy. 

Luckily for me, Barry sat with his shoulders slightly slumped as he held Quincy tight to his chest, I smiled lightly as I gently started to rock Sundai and Admire while a soft yawn threatened to slip from my mouth but I held it back as Barry gave me a simple, light shrug that spoke any volumes. He wasn't sure if he was happy anymore, and I felt terrible that he was in denial over the fact that he wasn't with someone he could love, he would never be able to love Abbigail because she wasn't his mate, I was. I knew it, Alpha knew it, Stephanie knew it, Frances knew it, Abbigail knew it, the pack knew it. Instead, they preferred Barry to be unhappy while he lead the pack, something that wasn't good at all and while I had no say on it, I wish I had because I wanted what was mine, what was RIGHTFULLY mine, and I was going to get it.