Chapter 55 It Had To Be Done
It Had To Be Done
LUKE
TWO WEEKS AGO:
Alpha Kings Mansion
Iwatch from my bedroom window as Jessica climbs into her new SUV, taking the pieces of my broken heart with her.
I grip the windowsill to prevent myself from running after her.
I commit to my decision, and as much as it pains me, I must stay the course.
What other choice do I have? She hates me. She fucking hates me.
Footsteps approach from down the hall. “It’s done,” I tell them.
They walk into my room. “I know. We all heard.” My father sighs. “I told you I would take care of it.”
I shake my head. “She needs you and Mom. It’s better this way.
” To extricate her from the pack and remove the people she loves in her life would destroy her.
I don’t want that. I also can’t see my mother going along with it.
She cried when my father and Anders decided to remove her from the pack.
It wasn’t to hurt either one of them but to force Jessica to understand her situation.
She also needs to be on her own, to lead her pack and rebuild it.
Gentle hands rest on my shoulders. “You were protecting me. Weren’t you?” my mother asks.
“I can assure you, it was purely selfish.”
She scoffs. “I know a liar when I see one.” She leans in closer. “It’s my superpower. Remember?”
My hands tremble, so I grip the windowsill tighter.
“I was trying to tell her the truth. I don’t want any more secrets lingering between us, but she…
” I pause, swallowing the surge of emotion.
“She gave me the businesses we built together.” I sniff.
Her handing me those documents felt like a piece of my heart was ripped out.
It was such a final gesture, one for which I wasn’t prepared.
She ended everything about us. She submitted to my hurt and my rage and didn’t even fight back. She is truly done with me.
“She signed over the hotel business to you?” My mother asks. I nod in response not trusting the steadiness of my voice. She releases my shoulder and turns to my father. “Nathan?”
“Just the hotel business?” he asks.
“No. All of them—the clubs and restaurants. She signed over everything to me.”
“Where are the documents?” my mother inquires.
I shrug. I threw them on her bed, hoping she would take them back. She could have taken them with her, destroyed them, I hope. “I told her to sell them.”
My mother leaves my room and returns with the envelope. “Nathan, she left everything to Luke and the twins.”
“What?” we gasp in unison. I turn to face my parents.
“It’s all right here. All her businesses with the boys, she gave it all to them!”
My father grabs the papers and studies them. “Luke, this is more than your joint business. She left you and the twins her personal businesses.”
What the hell is she doing?
My mother cries, “Nathan, she’s going after the Resistance.”