Chapter 13
Chapter Thirteen
Hudson
My ears were ringing because… What the fuck?
Had I heard him correctly? Had he really just said all that to my mother’s face? Was he really divorcing Bonnie?
Was he divorcing Bonnie for me?
My attorney is already drawing up divorce papers, and you should be served sometime on Monday or Tuesday. Because your son and I? We’re together.
I’d never been the kind of person people chose.
In fact, the only person who’d ever always picked me over everyone else was Corvus.
He was my best friend, my brother in every definition but blood, for a reason.
And sure, Kreed had chosen me when he married my bitch of a mother to give me stability, but I thought I would have to fight a lot harder and a lot longer to make him leave her for me. So I could have him.
And he was just… tossing her aside like yesterday’s trash for me?
My lungs weren’t working. I was good at taking everything in stride, but suddenly, I felt extremely out of my element.
I didn’t know how to even begin to understand what was happening because this didn’t happen to people like me.
I’d been let down my entire fucking life, yet Kreed was giving me what I wanted.
He wasn’t fighting me any longer. He was just… handing himself over.
I swallowed thickly, feeling shaky. Corvus squeezed my arm, sensing my spiral, but it wasn’t as if we could get out of the kitchen so I could get some fresh air. Some space. Fucking something. Kreed and Bonnie were blocking the only exit.
“You can’t be fucking serious,” my mom finally spluttered, just as fucking shocked as I was. “You two… You two are fucking?”
Kreed shrugged one shoulder. “More than that, Bonnie. I’m his, and he’s mine. I plan to divorce you and marry him.” I needed to sit the fuck down, but I was afraid if I moved, I’d crumble. I was unsteady, my nerves fucking shot. I was pretty sure I was on the verge of a fucking panic attack.
This was everything I’d ever wanted. So, why the fuck was I panicking? I didn’t panic. I took everything in stride. Let it roll right over me.
“You two are not—”
Kreed grunted. “We are. Get the fuck over it. And you won’t have a leg to stand on in the divorce because your indiscretions have been blasted all over the internet for the entire world to see.
” He pushed her away from him, toward the exit.
“Get the fuck out of my house, Bonnie. There’s no reason for you to be here any longer. ”
“You are not pushing me out of my house!” she yelled.
“It is my house,” Kreed told her bluntly, blocking her from re-entering the kitchen when she made the attempt.
“Your name is not on the deed. In fact, your name is not on anything I own. I made sure of that. So, I suggest you enjoy that fancy fucking Range Rover you’ve got while you have it.
” He leaned in close, his arm braced on the wall as he towered over her. “Now get the fuck out.”
Corvus released me.
“I’ve got this, Kreed,” he said then pushed past him. Gripping my mom’s arm, he tugged her screaming and kicking out of the house. When the door shut behind them, my ears rang louder, my breaths too fast. I couldn’t fucking breathe. Why couldn’t I goddamn breathe?
“Easy, baby,” Kreed soothed, hurrying over to me. He gripped my upper arms and eased me to sit on the floor, my back against the kitchen counter. Cupping my cheek, he stroked his thumb over my skin. “Focus on me. You’re panicking.”
My chest hurt. Nothing made fucking sense.
“I don’t understand,” I choked out, staring at him in disbelief and shock. “Why…”
“Because it’s you,” Kreed said softly, his eyes warm and tender as they met mine.
“I’ll always choose you, Hudson. Always.
I’m sorry I tried to fight you on this before but…
” He shook his head then leaned forward, resting his forehead on mine.
“No more, Hudson. No fucking more. She’s taken enough from you.
From now on, I’m giving you everything you want. ”
I swallowed, my throat clicking.
“Including you?” I rasped.
He nodded. “Definitely me, baby.”