Page 17 of Mended Souls
“Go home, Jethro. I’ll wire money to you to pay for expenses and medical bills. I’m working on it.” He grumbled something under his breath as he staggered away from us. “I don’t have time for this shit.”
Damon put his hand on my shoulder, giving me a reassuring squeeze. “You have my unwavering support and endless use of my people until we find this asshole.”
“Thank you, Damon.”
“It’s the least I could do. I made you hurt your girl.”
I pressed my lips together. “She’s not mine. I don’t think she’ll ever be mine.”
“I think she will be. It’s my misinformation that made you hurt her.”
I sighed. “Yeah, well I am the one who made Hawke drug her and chain her in my basement. You didn’t do that. I don’t know if I can fix the damage done this time, but I will find the prick who caused this.”
“Elijah frequented my town, so someone is bound to know something. I’ll keep digging and update you.”
If they were targeting Bellevue and Roseridge, I needed to have a meeting with the other leaders to see if anything had changed or if they had lost anything. I had several territories, but the ones furthest from me were handled by their leaders, and if they needed something, they called. I hardly went there due to the distance, but I might need to look into a trip.
CHAPTER 15
KADENCE
Isat on what I would do for a few days, thinking of plans to hurt Blaize. Did it make me cruel, wanting to hurt her like she hurt me? The only difference between us was I wouldn’t physically hurt her. I wanted her to know anguish and pain, but I wouldn’t lay a finger on her.
And then a wicked thought flashed through my mind.
Hunter.
Would it be cruel to sleep with her best friend? Blaize didn’t like the thought of me flirting with her before, so it could hurt her. It wouldn’t leave the same wounds Blaize left on me, but it would leave a mark. Would Hunter do it? Would it affect their friendship? I mean, Hunter saved my life. Hawke might’ve snapped out of it, but by then, the damage was already done.
This was how I hurt her. Hopefully Hunter didn’t hate me for using her as payback, but I felt like Hunter wouldn’t care as long as I was consenting. This was the first step into learning how to forgive, and sometimes forgiveness didn’t happen without leaving a few marks itself.
ME
Can we spar?
HUNTER
I can meet you at the gym today around 4?
ME
That’s perfect for me.
HUNTER
I’ll see you then.
Hunter would think I actually wanted to spar, but it was far from the truth. Sparring wasn’t helping as much anymore, and I needed something more. Hunter would be the one to help me get control back, to sayfuck youto Blaize, if she excepted my request. I didn’t know how close they were, but Drew said they were best friends.
I saw the anger inside her when she saw me panicking in Blaize’s torture den. Hunter was pissed off at Blaize like I was. It wasn’t for the same reasons, but I knew she would help me if I asked her to. I needed this. Even if she wouldn’t do it, I would find someone else at the club to help me move on, but I trusted Hunter.
Hunter walked into the gym like a force, her blonde hair dancing behind her. She eyed me, immediately knowing something was different since I wasn’t beating a punching bag like normal. “Are you okay?”
“Can we do a scene?” I blurted. She arched her brow. “I need to do something, and sex was always my coping mechanism.” I didn’t tell her I wanted to get back at Blaize by sleeping with her friend.
Hunter eyed me. “And is this because you want to have sex with me or because you want to hurt Blaize?”
Well shit.“Both?”
