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“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” I ask.

“There are discrepancies when it comes to our stories, and differing opinions on the choices we could have made.” Sin suddenly switched to his diplomatic voice, where he paced his words because he was trying to be careful not to offend anyone. Though he mostly used that voice around Kai when he was in a rage.

“Stop talking like that and be straight with me. Just talk like a normal person for once in your fucking life.” I loved him, and it opened something in us for him to cry like that, but I wasn’t in the mood to fuck around.

“It’s okay,” she said, pushing the words through gasping breaths. “We can ask Kai when we see him, okay?”

I nodded, because that was what she wanted. But there was no way we were having any more big talks when she was already drifting off. Mel was trying to force herself to stay awake, but crying had taken it out of her.

We probably should have waited until we were actually stable before talking about the fact we murdered my family.

But before we met Mel, I would have never considered sitting down as a pack and actually talking about our feelings. My heart was breaking with a mix of losing Camille, my parents, and watching Mel keep trying to pull herself together while she supported me. I couldn’t push her away when we needed to keep the bond open, and I didn’t want Kai to miss this. She was his mate before me. Not that there was an order, but we already knew how much our omegas loved each other. If we were going to talk anymore, we had to bring Kai back.

But Sin had other ideas.

“I think it’s time to rest now, Melanie,” he said softly. She turned to blink up at him, but he’d already been working her since she nestled between his legs. His glove was off, and he cupped the back of her head, massaging her gently.

“Don’t fucking do it like that. Let her go naturally!” I growl, even though it hurt like a bitch. But his aura got into her fucking skull, and my vision blurred as he forced her to go to sleep. It was one of the shitty little tricks he used, and now I wondered if it was something he used on Camille because of what happened.

Sin was so careful as he laid her down next to me, making sure that her head rested back on my chest. I’m sure it was a ploy, so I didn’t struggle because my anger was rising again, and I wanted to direct it all at him.

“I hate it when you do that,” I growled.

“She was too distressed. It was easier to put her to sleep and let her heal rather than force her to keep facing her memories.”

“It won’t be any different when she wakes up,” I said.

“Possibly. But this gives both you and Kai the chance to express yourselves without damaging her in any way.”

I rolled my eyes because he was such an asshole. He thought he knew better than everyone else.

Once my omega was laid out next to me, I could properly sense how empty it was without Kai. My arms shook, my wheezing as the screams echoed inside my head again.

“Did I really kill her?” I asked roughly.

“We felt it, yes.”

“Mel, too?”

“Especially Melanie. You already know how deeply the pair of you were connected when you snapped. There was no way to prevent you from reaching her.”

“I guess I’ve fucked us up permanently then?”

“I wouldn’t say you’re entirely responsible. Both myself and Kai shot you in one day, alongside mating with Melanie, and going rogue. You could say it was eventful for all of us.”

A growl rumbled from me, but the corner of his lips hitched in his version of a smile.

My rogue state was already buffeting against me. I wouldn’t go over, not with Mel right here. But my arms flexed, my jaw clenching as the pain grew more intense.

“Sin,” I growled. Because he was already scrunching his brow and reaching out for me. “Don’t you fucking dare.”

I pulled my head away, the bed rattling as I shook it. “Fuck off, I swear to God.” But he just stared at me as he reached out.

No matter how much I snarled and fought, his palm landed on top of my head, and his aura shuddered through my brain.

“You…fucking…”

“Just sleep,” Sin said softly, with a brush of his lips on mine. “We’ll talk more when your bond has settled.” Even the fact that he was bringing up having a talk was a miracle.