Plot Twist

Chapter 19

Chapter 19

"When you have expectations, you are setting yourself up for disappointment."

-Ryan Reynolds

It felt like someone had punched me in the stomach.

Every muscle in my body seemed to tense up at once, and this sinking, twisting feeling erupted in my stomach.

I have no words.

For once, in my life, I'm speechless.

Call the reporters, Calypso Bramer, has been rendered mute.

And she might be having a heart attack.

"Excuse me?" Jackson, on the other hand, was definitely not having any kind of dumbstruck-shocking-speechless moment. With eyebrows furrowed, and a growl emitting deep in his chest, he stalked toward Skylar until he stood a few feet away. "Please tell me I heard wrong because there is no way you - of all people - just told me that."

Skylar could only avert her eyes.

"Skylar," Jackson's tone got even more animalistic, "Tell me I'm making a mistake. There is no way you love him, alright? I'm not sure what sort of delusion you're having, but -"

"I'm not delusional!" Fake-twin interrupted, eyes flashing, "I understand that this is a surprise, but my feelings are real. And for the record, I didn't exactly want this either, but when Cal's mate was choking him - I realized in that moment, I didn't want him to die. I thought I would, but I didn't."

"Oh, is that when you realized it?" I finally snapped out of my speechless reviere, "After he lunged at me? You know what, I think I might get the appeal. After all, who wouldn't totally be into a guy who's publicly humiliated them and attempted to maim their family members on several occasions? I don't know about you, but that guy sounds like a real fucking keeper to me."

Okay, maybe that was harsh.

No, you know what?

This bitch does not get to turn around - after everything that has happened - and say she's in love with Ryder. She just doesn't.

I did not get dragged into this stupid book, waste all my time trying to help her, for this to happen.

I did not, okay?

When alpha-asshole rejected her, I could've let her run away. I could've let things work themselves out, and not gotten involved at all.

But I didn't.

I could feel anger and betrayal lighting my veins like a fire.

Maybe it was my inner narcissist speaking, but I mean, did it even occur to fake-twin that the guy she suddenly had "feelings" for was the same guy who'd tried to maim me, like, three times?

I don't know about you, but if someone I liked tried to hurt one of my family members, I'd at least have a little hesitation before declaring my love for him.

"Look, Cal," Fake-twin brought me back to reality, "I know Ryder has made mistakes, but I think I can help him. If you could just talk to your mate and get him out of the dungeon -"

"Wait, hold on," I interrupted, "that's what this about? You want me to get Ryder out of the dungeon? Are you serious? No way in hell. As far as I'm concerned, he can spend the next week making friends with the rats."