Their Secret Obsession (A Reverse Harem) by Pippa Moon novel Chapter 236

"Enough. This isn't getting us anywhere." Kane groaned loudly.

And then I heard her. Lottie.

"Adam, you can not argue with stupid." Lottie chuckled in the background to her brother. My eyes shot to Kane, pain shot through my chest, seeing his eyes light up in a way they never did when he looked at me.

"Don't you worry, Connie," Lottie proclaimed, her voice carrying a new edge I hadn't heard before. "I am no home wrecker; you may keep that title." Her words were a not-so-subtle dig, reminding me of my own reputation, the trail of broken relationships and jealousy I'd left in my wake. But beyond that, there was something different about her tone. It was harder and more independent.

"Good luck, Kane." She added, and I could hear the smile in her voice. Shaking my head, hearing a chuckle escape Kane's lips, I narrowed my eyes on my mate and mouthed 'bastard' in his direction.

"The twins are yours. I do not want nor need them" Lottie added that smugness Adam had earlier possessed, now present in her tone. I felt hate curdle in my stomach as I admitted that she had changed, that she might be a rival; after all, the realisation settled over me like a dark cloud.

"They always were, runt." I laughed as Adam hung up. I threw Kane his phone; satisfaction mingled with a touch of regret as it shattered against the pavement.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" He hissed, snatching it up off the floor the best he could. I had a feeling that his question had more to do with my conversation with Lottie than the broken and shattered phone.

"Oops," I chimed sarcastically, ignoring his glare. My grin was wide and unapologetic as I stared him down. "Good thing you brought your gold card, hey baby."

Kane's eyes were a storm of emotions as he looked at me. There was anger there, but also something else, something that made my heart clench with a mix of fear and excitement. I had won this round, but I couldn't shake the feeling that this was far from over.

"Because you are a bitch." He whispered as he wiped away my tears for those around us. "Who cries poison and spews destruction. But if you will shut your mouth and hurry the fuck up, I will buy your fucking dress. Just stop with the theatricals. For once in your life." He growled low.

"Deal." As I linked my arm through his, I winked and motioned for him to walk on. "Thank you, baby." I grinned, chancing a glance at my angry yet very sexy mate.

He would forgive me; he had to.

I was his mate!

Right?