Page 57 of The Monsters Within

“I know. But Kytten does. I won’t leave her to hear this by herself. Unless you prefer I bring Cash in?”

“Fuck no.” Thorne’s nostrils flared in anger at the mention of Cash, and I didn’t understand why.

“What’s going on?” I asked, but they ignored my voice as they had a conversation I wasn’t a part of.

“You can’t tell him. If I talk in here, you can’t tell him.”

“You have my word. But he will have to be told eventually. It will have to be dealt with,” Dr. Dunaway agreed.

“His day is coming,” Thorne promised.

“What the fuck is going on?” I shouted.

Thorne turned to me. He held my hand and looked into my eyes as he told me what had happened to him when he had left me to get food. He told me everything. How they took him and what happened. How long they held him. What he had to do to escape. How he survived without me.

“He found me, Rose.”

“Who found you?”

“The man found me.”

I yanked my hands back and stumbled out of my chair. “No.”

“Kytten, sit down please.” I heard Dr. Dunaway’s voice, but it was far away.

“No, no, no,” I chanted as I paced the room. “How? He didn’t know about us. She said he didn’t know.”

“She told him about me but not you,” Thorne confessed. He left his seat and reached for me, but I pulled my hands back.

“She wouldn’t do that.”

“She did.”

“NO!” I screamed. “NO!” My back hit the wall, and I slid to the floor. “She wouldn’t do that. She loved us.” Somewhere in the distance I heard a door slam, then boots stomping into the room.

He was here. Crouched in front of me. I looked up at him as the tears fell. Unashamed of the emotions coursing through my body, I cried into his chest as he pulled me close. He held me in his arms, his love beating back the monsters.

“It’s okay, baby. I’m here. Let it out. I’ve got you. I’m not going anywhere.” Over and over, he said the words, causing the monsters to retreat. I cried harder than I ever had in my life. I cried about the shit hand life had dealt me. I cried for my brother and everything he had endured. And I cried for our mom.

I didn’t believe him when he said she had told the man about us. She wouldn’t do that. He found out another way. He had to.

“Baby, who is he?”

I shook my head against Cash’s chest. I couldn’t tell him. I couldn’t tell anyone. I looked up at Thorne. Sam had come in, and she held him in her arms as he watched me. He shook his head.

He wouldn’t tell either.

This was our secret.

Something we shared.

Only the two of us knew who he was.

And when the time was right, together we would bring the motherfucker down.

Chapter Seventeen

Kytten