10 Chapter 10

"Um...can it wait? I was just going to start dinner." I call out into the other room, wiping my suddenly clammy hands on my sweats.

No, it's nothing bad, Adrielle. Maybe he just wants to explain why he's been acting so different. I tell myself, anything to distract myself from the truth. In my gut I know things have changed, even if we didn't want it to.

"No, I just...I need you to hear me out." Kyle states, his voice growing closer as he nears the kitchen.

"Ok, shoot." I say, beginning to spray the counter tops, scrubbing them clean despite them not being dirty. Anything to keep myself busy.

"The last thing I want is to hurt you, so I've been prolonging this for as long as possible because I know how fragile you are." Kyles voice is soft, swimming with guilt.

My hands robotically freeze, partially because of his slight confession, but mostly because of the word he just used. Fragile. The exact word that Kage used to describe me, right before saying I'm exactly Kyles type.

"I've met my mate...she's outside." Kyles voice is almost a whisper, and truth be told I felt nothing for a brief moment. Like my emotions just vanished.

A wave of bitterness consumes me, anger, sadness, and pain. I couldn't form words as I let his sink in, frozen to the very bone.

He has his mate. Kyles found his mate, and she's here. Why is she here? I silently wonder, realising how stupid the question is right after it popped into my head.

He's choosing her.

"I thought we both wanted this to work, I thought we were trying to get past what happened." I whisper, slowly turning around, stiff with emotion that threatens to form into one huge mass of rage.

"I thought we were doing fine, weren't we?" I ask, my voice cracking as my eyes fill with tears. Why is he doing this to me? Am I not good enough?

Kyles baby blue eyes stare at me, as if he feels the same sadness I do. How can he? He's already moved on with his mate.

"I tried to get past it, believe me I did. Adrielle, he's my brother...I tried not hold it against you, I know you had no choice. Let's face it, you will never be happy with me, I understand that now." Kyle looks at me, pleading with me to understand.

During his speech I felt multiple emotions, one being disgust.

"Don't put this on me, I am happy- or was until about a minute ago. I wanted to be with you, I wanted this to work and I was willing to do anything it took to make it right." I breathe, unsure if I should cry or lash out.

"Nothing was going to fix what you did." Kyle shakes his head, sitting at the island with his head in his hands. Is he really acting like he cares right now?

"What I did?" I splutter in disbelief.

Hurt quickly becomes anger, I couldn't believe he's actually blaming me, like I chose any of what happened.

"You locked me in a room with him, you knew what would happen. At least I loved you enough to fight it, unlike you that's been fucking another wolf behind my back." I spit at him, ice lacing my words.

Kyles eyes pop of his head, astonished that I would know what he's been up to.

"How do you-"

"You haven't touched me in over a month, Ive suspected for a while now but you just confirmed it." I scoff, tossing the bottle of beach onto the counter, uncaring for the liquid that spills out.

"She's my mate, Adrielle. I tried to stay away from her, but everyday I came home to same thing and I realised that I don't want that. I want a family, I want a wife and someone that tells me when she's upset, you were never going to be that person." Kyles voice rises slightly, yet still he doesn't get angry. Merely defensive.

If anything I felt more upset, his words cutting into my soul. I know I'm not the most open person, but let's face it, he's never even tried.

"I tried to be good enough, I don't complain or get on your case, I take care of everything whilst you're at work so you don't have to do it when you get home." My voice grows small as tears run down my cheeks, the anger fading.

"What does she have that I don't? Why is she better than me? Why am I not good enough?" The words spill from my mouth silently as I ball my eyes out. I was crying for him, for myself, for the last two years of my life.

Kyle stands up and comes over to me, wrapping me in his arms as if to comfort me. It felt wrong, it feels cheap and only angers me.

Then he speaks. "It's not about that! She's my mate, you're not. I should have stepped aside the second I knew Kage was your mate, but I thought we loved each other enough to get through it. I was wrong-"

"I CHOSE YOU!" I scream in fury, shoving him away as hard as I can.

Kyle goes backwards, his feet scrambling to steady him, he stares at me with shocked eyes. He had no idea of my strength, he still doesn't, he never will.

"I did love you enough, I've spent every moment from that day trying to fix it, I was willing to do whatever it took. It was you, you've never really loved me, Kyle. Admit it, you just loved being the hero." I whisper, heartbroken.

Tears stream down my face, and I know I look more a mess right now, but I didn't care.

Kyles expression is pained, yet he doesn't deny my words. Even he knows that he loved how 'fragile' I am, he thrived on that knowing he could come in and scoop me up and think everything would be ok.

"I'll help you get somewhere, whatever you need until you figure something out." Kyle says quietly.

Sniffling, I wipe my face with my sleeves, nodding my head softly. Like many times in my life, I welcome the pain with open arms, I suck it up and I deal with it in silence. Just like that nobody notices how hurt you are inside.

Composing myself, I splash a little cold water on my face to cool down. Two options, walk away with your dignity, or kick up and shit storm and carry on making a fool of yourself.

Finally, I turn back around, drying my face off.

I meet his awaiting patient eyes, I look directly at him, with absolutely no remorse.

"If you can't face the wolves, don't go in the forest." My voice like cold steel, I glare at the man, realising how small of a shadow he casts.

He is no wolf.

Storming past him, I barge my body into his, leaving him to stumble to the side as I briskly exit his house. My spin straight and my head held high, even if I didn't feel strong or powerful, I couldn't let his mate see the agony beneath the surface.

Walking straight past the brunette waiting outside, I completely blank her existence as I set off down the driveway.

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