King spent the next three months at the warehouse, far from Colt and his son. He was planning for another one if the gang wasn’t on a mission. He had no reason to go home. He never wanted to see Colt again and was reminded of his words that day. He recorded the conversation and tortures himself daily to justify why he’s doing this.
*” Why are you so down?” Geiasbell asked, pushing Colt up from his lying spot.
“I’m just thinking about Jenive; she killed herself because of Kyng,” Colt explained.
“He’s a scary guy. I heard about what he did to you when you came back.” Geiasbell shook her head, smiling at Asmirt as he cooed.
“I deserved it, I left with his baby, and I didn’t even see him as an alpha.” Geiasbell snapped to look at Colt in disbelief; why would he say something like that.
