Page 33 of My Alpha Stepbrother's Dirty Secret 2

"Believe you?!!"she yelled."Believe you like I did when you said Cynthia meant nothing?Believe you when you said you loved me?I know your plan, Killian.I know everything now.You'll use me, break me, and then go back to her because she's right for you.Because I'm just the weak, useless girl who ruins everything.That's what it's always been.They told me, Killian.Everyone fucking told me you'd never choose me.That you'd always go back to her."

I froze.

My mouth opened to ask her what the hell she was talking about when another ding came from the phone.

A message from Logan.

I opened it.

And then I saw the one from earlier.The one from this morning.

The one she must have seen before she ever picked up that second message.

It felt as if a bucket of ice water was thrown on me.

"Goddammit, Logan!You fucking idiot!"

Of course she saw it.

She saw everything.

She saw that message.

She saw the photo.

She thought I was going to leave her.She thought I was going to throw her away like nothing.And honestly, after the shit she's been through, after the way I've handled everything so fucking poorly, I couldn't even blame her.

I pressed my forehead against the bathroom door, closing my eyes as my voice broke."Liana.Baby.I know you hate me right now.I know how bad this looks.But I need you to know something.I didn't cheat on you.I didn't touch her.That picture, it's a fucking setup.Logan's message, I didn't see it until now.and I don't agree with a damn word of it.I would never, ever choose Cynthia over you.Never.You're not a weakness, Liana.You're everything.You're all I fucking want."

"Just go, Killian."

Her voice sounded empty.

Like I had already lost her.

I stood there, frozen.

I didn't even know what to say anymore.I felt like a man who had just destroyed the only thing that ever mattered to him.

And I didn't even know how to make it right.

CHAPTER 65

Killian's POV

I stood there for a second, just watching the bathroom door, knowing damn well that Liana wouldn't come out no matter how long I waited, no matter how many times I called her name, and no matter how many fucking times I begged her to just open the door and let me explain, she wasn't going to do it.She was done listening.Her silence screamed louder than her tears did, and I hated that I was the one who caused them.I clenched my jaw, hard, the muscles twitching as I turned and walked out of the hotel room.

I headed straight for the car garage, not wasting a second.I started the engine, my fingers tight around the steering wheel, my mind spinning with everything that just happened, everything she saw, everything she now believes, and I knew I had to fix it.Now.I didn't care who got dragged into it.I didn't care if it made me look bad.I was done with secrets.Done with delays.Done with letting anyone think Cynthia still had a fucking place in my life.

I tapped her number on the screen.She picked it up before the first ring ended.

"Killian!"she chirped like she'd been waiting all week for this.Her voice was too eager, fake as hell, and I had no patience for it.

"I'll send you an address.Meet me there," I said flatly and hung up without waiting for her reply.

I sent the address.Somewhere public, upscale, neutral.A restaurant we'd used before for pack meetings and political dinners.I knew she'd come.I parked, tossed the keys to the valet without a word, and walked straight in.

"Alpha Killian," the receptionist greeted quickly, bowing slightly.He was one of ours.Trusted.Discreet.