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The sound of waves crashing into the shore filled the night.
Lita always loved the nighttview from the beach house as a kid, but they hadn't been back in years. Her
parents hardly had tto spare her a conversation that wasn’t centered on Brian anymore, let alone take her
on a weekend getaway. It all worked out in the end, because now this was the only place Lita and her brother
could cwhen he was in town. God, she missed James like air in her lungs. That goofy face, those ridiculous
two in the morning rambling conversations. Eating junk while binging every rocky movie.
Something warm bloomed in Lita’s chest, fighting off the chilly night breeze. Their own parents wouldn't let
James set foot in the house after they excommunicated him. A nasty symptom of abandoning the life they'd
dreamed up for him. Lita had laughed the first the’d called to say he bought gym. Or rather, that he'd
bought a derelict building he wanted to make into a gym. But he hadn't laughed hack. He'd only given her his
famous line, you think you have forever, Lit, but you don’t. Do what makes you happy and burn everything else.
Their parents being who they were, it hadn't surprised Lita that his room was packed up almost overnight
afterward. It hadn't surprised her that his photos were scrubbed from the walls and they had tossed his
competition plaques. It hadn't surprised her they were all hell-bent on never saying his nome. But it still hurt and
made her feel more alone that she ever had before.
Lita wasn’t close to her parents, outside of blood, they wouldn't have been a family at all. But she loved James,
felt bonded to him in her core. And the distance weakened her. Made her weak enough for Brian to swoop in.
She clutched her side gently, knowing she would never tell James that or risk being another person trying to
keep him from his dreams. Her brother- would worry. He'd give up his Cali life for her in a heartbeat, Lita knew.
So, she could never bring herself to ask. She couldn't explain that tether tying him to her or how badly it ached
when he moved away, but she managed.
Lita leaned against the balcony railing in nothing but a bikini top, knit sweater and a pair of ratty shorts. God,
what she wouldn’t have given to rewind the last half hour,
She could hear the welcome-hparty leaking out from the cracked balcony door, but she just needed a
minute to herself before she could go back and face everyone. She only prayed no one had told James yet. One
of her brother's high school buddies had been trying to throw her over his shoulder into the pool when her
sweater had lifted away. It revealed an ugly bruise over her ribs, and everyone had seen it. To their credit, they
all acted as if they hadn't. But the hat flush of embarrassment still stung.
She blew her tense air out into the breeze, lost in the quiet moment where she could almost forget what her life
had become. Balmy night air swirled past her as the heard the balcony door slide open.
“No li
lies, what happened to your side, Lita?”
Janies. Of course, someone had already told her brother what they’d seen. It was a simple question, but it held
all the undertones of a threat. He didn’t want to know what happened. He wanted to know who did it.
“Would you believeif | said it was an accident?”
*Would you believeif | said | already know who it was, and | just need to hear you say it and put the nail in
his coffin?” His throat sounded strained, as if he were losing control of his notoriously terrible temper. How
tembly stereotypical. Her brother was a professional fighter with a bad temper. In the ring, that temper was a
strength. In the real world, it was scary and unsettling, “Dammit, just say it, Lita!” James barked, startling her
enough that she dropped her party cup. She watched it splash into the sand below, feeling her heart go with it.
“If you already know, why the hell do you need to hearsay it?” She still hadn't turned away from the sea. Too
weak to face his opinion of her, her eyes already growing misty. This was a derailing train she couldn't stop.
“You're absolutely right. I'm going to make him wish he was never born.”
Lita heard the door close before she could try to stop him. She raced through the party, bumbling through their
drunk friends. A shoulder here, a knee there. Somebody's cup went tumbling to the ground, lata didn’t care. She
couldn't hear anything over the desperate thump of her heart. She snatched her jean jacket from a chair and
bolted out into the driveway. James was already shoving the key in the ignition before she slid into the passenger
seat.
“You can’t do thist Please don’t do this...
“Like hell | can’t! He brats my sister?! No way, | don’t kick his ass. No way | don’t break th and threw the car in
reverse. She scrambled more fully into her seat and shut the door.
“It’s not... I don’t...”
those hands.” The engine startled Lata as he revved it
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“Why didn’t you tell me? Why? All the times we talked on the phone, and you never said a thing.” James
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtsnapped, nearly screaming. “Of course, | knew the type of family he comes from,” James sneered, his distaste
clear, “But you don’t care about shit like that Lita. You care about car rides and baby animals at the state fair,
and helping kids learn to swim whenever we stayed at the beach house. My baby sister doesn’t get roped into
political matches. Why Brian?!”
Lita had never heard his so angry at her. Guilt and shslithered through her, numbing anything she might
have said. She hadn't known at first, had no idea that her parents were in talks with his. That they were planning
to use money and influence in their favor. She still didn’t know to what end, but it had becincreasingly clear
that Brian saw her as an object.
James ignored her silence, digging deeper, “You made it seem like you two were happy... And goddamn if |
wasn't happy as hell, you had somebody, you know? Even if it was that wannabe. That Alpha. As if he could lead
his own pack. No one would follow him. And he’d die in a challenge with Asher every day of the week...” James
trailed off, not making a lick of sense to Lita. She couldn’t stand to see him to so upset, so disappointed in her
decisions. It had been her decision, right? She’d chosen this for herself, and there wasn’t anyone else to blame.
“I was on
the other side of the country, worried about my baby sis and you told me, toldyou were happier than you
ever been. You solda line about how you thought you might marry that guy. An eighteen-year-old thinking
about getting married should have been a big ass red flag for me. | gotta own that one. It's onnot to have
asked more questions, but why lie to me, Lita?
“Just stop the car, James! Please. Don’t drive like this.” She couldn't answer him. She couldn't think of what to
say that wouldn't send his opinion of her even further into the gutter.
“You don’t trustor sshit? You don’t think | have your back?” James slammed his hands down on the
smooth wheel, squealing to a stop at the red light. “You're my family. My only blood family, sis. those other two.
To hell with that den of vipers they call friends and colleagues. To hell with Asher and his minions.” James shook
his head, clogging up Lita’s throat with raw emotion. She had no idea who Asher was or why her brother kept
bringing him up, but she couldn't ignore his disappointment in her. “You're my only blood. And you... he hurt you.
And you let him?”
“It's not like that!” Lita snapped, fury climbing up her throat. “I don’t let him do shit. He does it and I'm not
strong enough to do anything about it, James! You think that makesfeel good? That my brother is looking at
tookon those long Sunday car rides. He helpedfeed the baby fair animals: He was nice and a great
listener. He was... And how could I tell you?! How could I, knowing you'd react like this? Knowing you'd look at
“Lita,” James hissed, his voice taking on a roughness she'd never heard before. “Look at me.” She did, letting the
tears fall because she was beyond pretending not to hurt.
He swallowed, cutting his eyes back and forth from the road. “I'm not disappointed in you. At all, jellybean. You
hear me? Lita felt the force of his childhood nicknfor her like a physical blow. More tears streamed down her
face.
“I'm disappointed in those manipulative we share blood with. And the piece of shit who has been putting his
hands on you! | would never-" James shook his head as if realizing he’d already blamed her once. “I'm sorry for
saying you let him. That was the anger talking, the confusion. But | know it’s not your fault. You're just a kid and
the adults in your life are using you to get what they want.”
“I didn’t know about the deals they were making at first,” Lits admitted, hanging her head. “I thought he liked
“Lita, goddammit,” James snapped his head. “You have no idea. That's just the tip of the iceberg. The moves
they're trying to make with Brian and his idiot of a father, go so much deeper than money and influence.” James
eyes bunched, his face darkening, “I don’t know what the kind of shit mom is up to, but I'm getting you out of it.
Tonight, this shit with Brian ends.”
Lita woke with James‘ non her tongue, sweat plastering the thin tank to her skin. She swiped the hot tears,
ignoring the damp spots on her pillows as she got up. On autopilot, she forced her body into the bathroom,
grabbing her phone to check the time. She choked at the numbers staring back at her. How had she slept until
five in the evening?
Sure, she'd spent so much of the night worrying and working that she didn’t even set her alarm. But sleeping for
nearly fifteen hours wasn’t normal Sighing she accepted she would miss her classes and rubbed her eyes. She
flipped on the shower and scrolled through her socials.
Lits couldn't help but smile at the stupid videos Stace sent her of fitness models. She ignored them and checked
the rest of her messages. Mark had sent her a video of ssets he filmed himself doing. Lita rolled her eyes,
pretending like she didn’t watch it twice more just to see if she’d missed any muscles. Then she logged off the
app
Spart of her couldn't interact with the gym today. Not after the insanity she still couldn't make sense of It
was best to take a break from the gym and get through this mess with Brian unscathed. That would be hard
enough by itself without thinking about whether she hallucinated wolves.
A couple of hours later, Lita smoothed down the satin dress over her new stomach. It fell at mid-thigh with the
short sleeves and high neckline
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offsetting her new breasts and hiding her scars. Would Brian want her sexy? Would he want her dressed down? It
was always a gamble, and it rarely paid off anymore. Whatever she chose would likely be the wrong answer.
At least her stomach had begun to fill out instead of curving in toward her ribs. Thinness was perfect until it
started looking sickly. Apparently, that was the silent line she’d crossed that drove her mother to push for a gym.
She nervously scratched at the backs of her earlobes. She didn’t even want to go, but that didn’t mean she
wanted to make Brian angry. He was insufferable now, but angry? He was an unbearable brute.
She regretted missing her Thursday classes, economics and investments. They were notoriously boring, but
useful if she wanted to figure out the rights she had over her portion of the inheritance. It was yet another layer
of her plan to get away from Brian and her parents. But again, it all hinged on her actual ability to leave. She
needed to know how much she could move from that account at once.
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she should just take one pill... no, she
thought, she needed to detox it out of
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more hallucinations tomorrow. She
huffed and returned to the issue at
hand: not pissing Brian off. She
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Should | go dressy or casual?
He replied almost immediately, you know what I like... heading over now.
Lita felt like throwing up. Brian always did this. It was like a gto him. He would be pissed if she didn’t get it
right, but he wouldn't tell her what he wanted. She ran her fingers through her dark waves and checked her
makeup.
At the sound of her door opening, she grabbed sheels and a jacket, rounding the corner with her stomach
anxiously sitting on her knees. Brian crossed her living room like it was his, eating up the distance between them
in a few long strides.
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dark pants. The top two buttons of
his shirt were open, showing the pale,
muscled skin beneath. It always
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strength she could painfully attest to.
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At the door, he ran a finger over her lips, pulled her back into his hold, and then leaned down to her gently, “Now|
I'm ready.” It was too gentle, Lita thought, her mind wondering what was wrong. But what could she say? That
she knew he never her like he cared, so something must be wrong.
She shook away the worry and followed him down to the garage, sliding dutifully into his car without a word
about the cold leather seat
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