Chapter 34
Will
The last thing I expected when I went into the clubhouse was finding Julia sitting at the bar when I came out of the bathroom.
She had a drink she made herself in hand, sipping on it like it was the most casual thing in the world.
When she looked over at me and smiled, a genuinely excited smile to see me, I snapped.
I demanded to know why she was here and she had the fucking nerve to look shocked by my response.
She started to go on about how she was giving me time to cool off and re-think things, but now it was time for us to be together. That she was back for Rica and we could all be a big happy family after I got rid of Nova.
I was yelling at Julia, telling her she’s fucking delusional when Nova walked in.
I’m glad she shot her, she did something I couldn’t seem to bring myself to do.
It’s time to finally get her out of our lives for good. I’m tired. So fucking tired of having this reminder of my past, of all the bad things that happened to me. Of the times I felt too fucking sick to eat or helpless to do anything.
I have a life now. An Omega. A family. A pack. I’m happy. So fucking happy. And I can’t let her take anything else from me.
“Alright. She’s tied up, gagged and ready to be dealt with when you are.” Ian says. “Not going to lie, I’m kind of excited. I’ve always hated that bitch.”
“What was going on before we walked in?” Nick asks, his calculating eyes on me. “Why was she back?”
“Because she had this delusion that we were going to end up being her pack.” I sigh heavily, head pounding, body just defeated. I’m both done and enraged at the same time. I don’t want to give this person anymore of my energy.
“What?” Ian snorts out a laugh. “You’re not being serious?”
I just glare at him.
“Shit, really? She was serious? I thought she said that before just to piss off Nova. She actually thought she could be with us?” I nod. He blows out a breath. “Why? We fucking hated her. She knew that.”
“I don’t think it was you and Nick she wanted to be with.” Nova says. “It’s Will, but because you’re a pack, you two would, by default, be her Alphas.”
“You?” Nick’s brows furrow. “Why the fuck would she want you?”
“I mean, now that I think about it, she was always really sweet with you. It was fucking weird if you ask me.” Ian says.
I want to tell them, but at the same time I don’t. Opening up to Nova, telling her the details, was one of the hardest things I ever did in my life. I don’t think I can do that again.
They don’t need to know the details, but they do need to know what she did.
“Will.” Nick pushes. “What is going on?”
Nova wraps her arms around my waist, smiling up at me. “You got this.” She whispers and fuck me, I need this. I need her strength.
Taking a deep breath, I nod before looking at my brothers.
“When I was fifteen, she started coming to me, seeking me out for comfort. She saw me as the one with the kind soul because I never stood by and watched when our father beat her.” I huff out a laugh.
“More like she saw me as a weak person who she could easily manipulate.” I clear my throat.
“I don’t want to go into details, but to sum it up, from the age of fifteen to eighteen when I presented as an Alpha, Julia was assaulting me. ”
Both of them stare at me, faces morphing into anger.
“Assaulting you, like hitting you?” Ian asks, his voice void of any playfulness.
“No.” My throat feels constricted. “Sexually assaulting me.”
Nick’s nostrils flare, his fists at his side clenching. My heart pounds in my chest as I wait for their reactions. Every second is fucking torture.
Then Nick is closing the space between us and wrapping his arms around me. I stiffen, not sure how to react.
“I’m so fucking sorry.” He rasps. “I should have been there to protect you. I’m your older brother. You should have come to me.”
“It’s not your fault.” Tears sting the back of my eyes as I hug him back. “You didn’t know. I didn’t want you to know.”
“Why not?” Ian asks, brows furrowed. “We would have been there for you.”
Nick steps away, standing off to the side.
“I was a teenage boy who believed the bullshit she told me. That no one would believe me, that I was a man and this is what men do. And there was the fact that if you knew, and you defended me, you both would have to pay the price. I didn’t want to see you get hurt because of me.”
“We’re brothers. Family. You didn’t have to go through it alone.” Ian looks hurt. I pull him into my arms and hug him tightly.
“I know that. And I’m sorry for not telling you. But that's in the past.” I step back. “It’s been in the past for a long time now. I just want to get rid of her and never think about it again. She doesn’t deserve any more of my time or energy.”
“Then let’s go kill the bitch.” Ian growls.
I follow them as Nova takes my hand. “I’m proud of you.” She tells me.
I smile. “Thank you Little Rabbit. I love you.” I stop to press a kiss to her lips.
“I love you more.”
Julia’s eyes snap over to us as we enter the room and she starts to scream. She’s not looking too good, lost a lot of blood from the wound in her stomach. She doesn’t have much longer. We could just let her bleed out, but I know Ian is going to want to have some fun with her.
I should be the one to end her, to be the reason she takes her last breath.
Tears spill down her face as she tries but fails to struggle.
“How about we do the traditional last words, huh?” Ian chuckles. “How about it?” he asks her. “Anything else your little rapey mouth wants to say?” Ian crouches down and pulls the gag from her mouth.
She doesn’t look at him, but to me. “Please.” she begs. “Don’t do this. You don’t want to do this.”
“That's where you’re wrong. I do. I really fucking do.” I cross my arms and lift my chin. “I despise you Julia. You are a monster, one of the worst. You never deserved my kindness. And you will never have it again.”
“Erica will never forgive you.” she sobs. “She will never forgive you for killing me. For killing her mother.”
“Rica doesn’t care about you.” I tell her. “She hasn’t asked about you one time since you left. She’s happy, healthy, living with your sister. Living her best life, no thanks to you. You never deserved Rica.”
“That’s not true! I love her. I love her so much because she’s part of you." She sobs hard. “She’s our perfect halves.”
“She’s my sister, she’s got my blood but not part of me.” I scoff. “God, you're so delusional, grasping at anything to keep me. I was never yours to keep!” I shout.
“She’s not your sister.” Julia chokes in between her sobs, blood seeping from her mouth. “She’s your daughter.”
Every single person in the room freezes.
My stomach drops, my heart sinks.
“She’s not his fucking kid.” Nick growls. “She’s 6. We left years before that.”
Julia weakly shakes her head. “He is. Erica is his daughter.” She smiles up at me and it makes me want to puke. “She’s part of you.” She says softly. “Part of me. Our perfect baby. Just like it was always meant to be.”
I shake my head. No. I don’t want to hear her anymore of her crazy babble.
“Shut up.” Ian snaps. “Lying isn’t going to save you. Have some fucking dignity before you die, would you?”
“I’m not lying!” she screams at Ian, then looks at me. “You remember don’t you? We had a good night. The best night. I bought you drinks, you took me to the hotel. We made love all night.”
“Kill her.” I wave at Ian. “She’s too far gone.”
“Seven years ago!” she screams as Ian steps towards her.
“Don’t you remember? Jimmy’s on Seventh in Atlanta.
You looked so good in your dark jeans and plaid shirt.
I could tell you were lonely. You didn’t have to be lonely.
You had me. I knew if you saw me, you would leave.
So I did what I had to do to get you to talk to me.
After I bought you a drink, you were so sweet.
We danced. You took me back to the hotel! ”
My chest heaves, brows furrowed as my mind races.
“You remember.” She says hopefully. “I know you do. Think. It might be hard, because the drug I gave you was pretty strong."
“Holy fuck.” Nova whispers. “Are you saying you drugged him at a bar, took him back to a hotel to fucking rape him?” Nova asks, her voice growing louder.
Memories come flooding in. I did go to Jimmy’s. I had a long day at work and needed to head into Atlanta to get parts for my car. I was too tired to drive back, so I got a hotel and went to a bar down the street for a few drinks.
I remember a lady. But she didn’t have blond hair like Julia. She had black. I don’t remember much because I was drinking, but I remember the girl with black hair talking to me, we danced and then... I don’t remember.
No. No. No! She’s lying. She’s fucking lying.
“You disguised yourself?” I choke out. “You disguised yourself as someone else and drugged me?”
“It was the only way you would talk to me!” she cries out, gasping for air. “I missed you so much. I needed you. I had to see you. It was amazing. And in the end we got Erica. It was meant to be. We were meant to be.”
“Shut up.” I shake my head, blood pounding in my ears.
“When I found out I was pregnant, I was so happy. So happy to have a part of you inside of me.”
“Shut. Up.” I growl, eyes clenched shut holding my head as the pounding nearly deafens me.
“I let your father believe she was his, because he would have killed her if I didn’t. But she’s yours, Will. She’s your daughter. Your little girl. A life we made together.”
“Shut up. Shut up. Shut. Up!” I roar, white hot fury consuming me. I take my gun out of it’s holster and flick the safety off, raising it to point at her. She has less than a second to look at me in horror before I fire off a round into the middle of her forehead.
My whole body trembles as I lower the gun, chest rising and falling rapidly as I breathe through clenched teeth.
The whole room is quiet, no one seems to know what to say.