Her Son Kaden

9| Oh Well

"Sometimes we have to be alone."

I walked back inside my mind empty, my body numb. My wolf had vanished for now the strong side of her momentarily breaking and she retreated to mourn in solitude. I made my way down the hallway and paused when I heard a groan.

Stay cool Melia. Stay cool. I told myself as I walked on toward the room. Again I heard a groan followed this time by a thud and a high pitched moan, obviously Amy. I gulped softly and stopped in my tracks.

Open the door sweetie. It's okay. My mind stated and I took a deep breath and opened the door.

My heart banged against my chest and I told myself I wouldn't cry as I saw a shirtless Kaden laying in bed with Amy who was only in skimpy undergarments.

I felt like I was in some movie. Like a movie add I'd seen once.
Something about a woman seeing the "perfect couple" and telling herself not to look... but she looked. That was me. I looked and it hurt.

Amy was on top of my mate while she ground herself against him and everything in my vision faded to red. I wanted blood. I wanted them dead. But instead I closed my eyes and let a growl slip out. They weren't worth it. He wasn't worth it.

Of course by now they'd noticed my presence. I opened my eyes to find them looking at me with not an ounce of shame. Not a flicker of guilt. My jaw ticked slightly.

I shook my head softly and walked over to the dresser ignoring the two and grabbed my hoodie out of it and slipped it on. I loved how the dark cloth enveloped me. It was warm and comforting and I threw on the hood smiling bitterly as it almost covered my face.

I reached in and grabbed my training tape that I used for my knuckles. I pushed aside my boxing gloves in the process. It'd been a while since I sparred, the gloves were a gift from Heather when I told her that I'd punched through a wall one night. I chuckled softly remembering her startled reaction.

I stood silently and taped up my knuckles before flexing my hands and putting the tape back and pondering whether or not to bring the gloves along. I decided not to and I shut the drawer with a soft slam.

I didn't even bother giving them a glance as I walked out.

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I glared at the tree in front of me and punched it again. I couldn't comprehend the anger and turmoil inside of me.

"Fuck him. He can fuck her all he wants." I growled and punched it again.

"Stupid son of a bitch. Why Goddess? Why?" I added and punched the tree harder.

"Don't you know how much shit I've gone through? How much pain? And y-you pair me up with that? That heartless monster? Is this a joke?!" I snarled and punched the tree hard not caring about the shocks rippling up my arm.

"I wanted so badly to kill them right there... he's supposed to be mine. Is this my purpose Moon Goddess: to be tormented every day of my life? Is that what you want?! Just kill me already! Let me die please! I'm begging you!" I cried and pulled at my hair.

"Amelia." A deep voice made me turn to see Ryan. He walked over and gripped my shoulders.

"Don't say that, don't think like that... it'll be okay. Death isn't the answer." He said staring into my eyes and I scoffed and pushed him away from me.