Chapter 51: Dealing with the Past
James POV
Sitting in my darkened hotel room, I mulled over my reality. When I heard that Damian was in town, I contemplated running again. I didn’t want him to find me. The moment my bond with Ivy broke, I felt a pain in my chest that was unbearable.
My wolf and I were torn apart-the memory more than I can bear.
“James, you have to let her go.” Damian had yelled at me in the hospital hallway. “We are nothing but toxic for her. She deserves a normal life!”
Anguish gripped a hold of my soul as my heart raced, “no… I can’t. We can’t!”
Dropping to my knees, I stared at her hospital door. She was hurt because of me, because of us.
“If you loved her at all, you would let her go. It’s too late anyways.”
So that’s what I did… I let her go.
Snapping back to reality, I launched my beer bottle across the room, watching as it shattered and fell to the ground. I had let her go, but the moment I went to confront Damian at the restaurant, my breath was stolen from me.
She was there. She was with Damian, and they were happy together.
I couldn’t understand it. Trying to wrap my head around what I had seen, I stood to my feet and stormed from my hotel room. I need more alcohol. Anything to numb the pain I felt.
*Jarnes- an all too familiar voice called from behind me, stopping me in my tracks.
Damian
Clenching my fists tightly at my side, I turned to face him. “What the fuck are you doing here?
He looked the same as he always had, Calm, collected, and here on business.
That was his M.O, after all. “I came to bring you home.”
Laughter escaped me as I shook my head, “are you fucking serious?”
*Don’t act like this, James. You have been gone too long, and it’s time to come back to reality.”
“Reality!” I yelled. “How about the fucking reality that you’re here with Ivy, Damian?!”
I watched as he took a deep breath and relaxed his shoulders. There was something about him at the moment that was slightly different, but I wasn’t sure what it was.
“She came with me to find you,” he finally replied, but the sound of it wasn’t as good as I thought. All this time I had hoped what! had with her, and lost, had just been a dream.
Yet here he was trying to put it on me as if I was supposed to be excited.
“What happened to letting her go, Damian? What happened to letting her have a normal life!”
Shaking with fury, I wanted nothing more than to beat Damian within an inch of his life. I knew I didn’t stand a real chance against him in a fight, but at the same time I wanted-no, needed anything to relieve the anger I felt.
*Things weren’t as we thought, James. The bond wasn’t broken, just the terms had been changed.”
His riddles meant nothing to me. All he ever did was try to order me and the other around. His lies would not win me over this time, no matter how much I wished they were true.
Chapter 51: Dealing with the Past
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“Go fuck yourself, Damian,” I snapped. “I’m done listening to your bullshit.”
Shaking my head in disgust, I turned from him. I couldn’t believe he would flaunt her in front of me after everything he did to us, and to think she allowed him.
It disgusted me. I loved her-shit, I still love her.
“She came for you, James!” He yelled after me, “if you don’t believe me, go see for yourself.”
Stopping in my tracks once more, I thought over his words. As much as I didn’t want to do that, curiosity filled me to some extent, wondering what he was saying.
“Are you at your villa?” I asked flatly.
“Of course.” He replied, chuckling, “I am going to have a few drinks with some friends from the city. I won’t be back till the early hours of the morning. Perhaps she shouldn’t be left alone all night.”
Gritting my teeth, I rolled my eyes, refusing to look at him. I wouldn’t give him the pleasure of a response, but as I walked off, I couldn’t help but think he was right.
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