94\u2013She Broke My Trust\u00a0<\/p>\n
Baxter:\u00a0<\/p>\n
Years ago:\u00a0<\/p>\n
I had the best night with Madeline.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Although I was slightly disappointed before, there was a part of me that was truly upset.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I didn\u2019t want her to have a crush on anyone else. It broke me when they read her journal entries.\u00a0<\/p>\n
And when they told her they had read them, she didn\u2019t seem to care.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I shook my head. It stung that she didn\u2019t scold them for invading her privacy.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The way she acted in front of them, no opinion, no strength, made it worse.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I loved her for a long time. I tried to tell her how I feel, to win her heart, but then those two showed up.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Last night they told me there was nothing I could do.\u00a0<\/p>\n
They said they wanted to be with her too, and since she had talked about being interested in all of us, it would be her decision.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Reluctantly, I agreed because not agreeing meant losing any chance at all.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I ran a hand through my hair. I had woken up early that morning with a plan.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I was going to get her gifts, a promise ring, a bouquet, and a car that I\u2019d already booked for her birthday.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I was going to pick her up, take her out, give her the best day, and then I\u2019d tell everyone she was the one for me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
For the first time in a long while, I felt like I had finally won.\u00a0<\/p>\n
After everything she\u2019d done to help me through my trauma, I thought I\u2019d earned a chance.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I followed through. I got the car, the gifts and everything.\u00a0<\/p>\n
My phone died and I didn\u2019t have a charger.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I didn\u2019t want to use the new car much, it was meant to be hers first.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Still, I drove it to her house. By the time I arrived, it was afternoon, and I thought the others would be gone.\u00a0<\/p>\n
As I got out of the car and reached the front porch, I began to hear voices from inside. It was loud cackling, Madeline\u2019s cackling.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I smiled, happy for her to be laughing, but I was curious what she was laughing about.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I knew her family wasn\u2019t really nice, so it was surprising to hear her laugh there.\u00a0<\/p>\n
As soon as I stepped in, I realized she was alone in the kitchen, talking to someone on the phone.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYeah, Baxter is an idiot,\u201d she said, chuckling when saying my name.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I smiled, leaning against the wall, arms folded over my chest, watching her beautiful face.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She was wearing a blue dress, had taken a shower, and was probably making coffee for herself while talking to some friend she had made over the phone.\u00a0<\/p>\n
1\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n
94\u2013She broke My Trust\u00a0<\/p>\n
+25 Bonus\u00a0<\/p>\n
I thought she was playfully talking to someone, maybe a new friend, because I didn\u2019t know she had any friends apart from us.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cOh, no, no, not Baxter. I mean, I thought he was attractive, but he has too many mental and psychological issues and traumas. I just cannot deal with someone so unstable.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The way she talked about me made the confident smile fade from my face.\u00a0<\/p>\n
My arms loosened from across my chest, and I stepped back, hiding behind the wall.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThe others are cool though,\u201d she said.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cBut Baxter, you know, I\u2019m gonna share something with you. He has some dark secrets. Yeah, remember I told you about his past? Like, how can I be with someone like him? Don\u2019t you think it\u2019s disgusting? I know, I know, it wasn\u2019t his fault, but still, even thinking about him makes me gag. Like, come on, you\u2019re an alpha, an alpha should not have a trauma like that.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
It was the way she talked about me to someone else that made my heart skip a beat.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I felt my trauma rushing back, the voices in my head growing louder.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I had told her never to tell anyone about it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, no\u2013ugh, I don\u2019t know. Don\u2019t tell anyone though. Yeah, we\u2019ll gossip in groups, but when you\u2019re in front of him, just act like you don\u2019t know. He doesn\u2019t have to know. He\u2019s just an idiot anyway. I just stay with him because he\u2019s always hanging around the other two I\u2019m interested in.\u201d 1\u00a0<\/p>\n
She continued to belittle me, then let out a laugh. \u201cYou\u2019re right, he is stupid.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She just didn\u2019t know when to stop.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cOh yeah, his mother is also an idiot. He talks so badly about her. Don\u2019t tell anyone, but he says she\u2019s controlling, blah, blah, blah\u2014I don\u2019t know. All I know is Baxter is a big no. He and his family are trouble, full of trauma and mental issues. I don\u2019t care if he was a victim or anything. He\u2019s just a weak ass alpha, that\u2019s all I\u2019m saying.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I didn\u2019t know what was worse, having my trauma thrown in my face, or realizing there could never be anything between us, that she had hidden her true self from me so well.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I knew she\u2019d give the excuse that she was just eighteen, that she didn\u2019t know better.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She thought it was funny, but she broke my heart.\u00a0<\/p>\n
There was no way I was going to stand there, wait for her to finish bad\u2013mouthing me, and then give her gifts like a fool.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Not once did she mention me in a good light. She talked non\u2013stop about Graham and Elgin.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I kept watching her, surprised that so much bitterness hid behind such an innocent face, that she had concealed her true feelings so perfectly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I didn\u2019t stay. I turned and briskly walked toward the exit, then bumped into someone.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her sister, Yuvonne.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cOh, Alpha Baxter, what are you doing here?\u201d she asked, pouting.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I rolled my eyes and tried to leave, but my body lost control, and I fell onto the road.\u00a0<\/p>\n
2\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n
94\u2013She Broke My Trust\u00a0<\/p>\n
My hands and knees scraped against the rough surface.\u00a0<\/p>\n
My wolf stirred, remembering the trauma, the pressure we had felt before.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It wasn\u2019t a good thing.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAlpha Baxter, are you okay?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
As soon as I hit the ground, Yuvonne reached out and grabbed my hand, helping me up.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m fine.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I tried to pull away, but she wouldn\u2019t let go.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYour wolf is coming out. You need to go to the woods and transition,\u201d she insisted.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I shook my head even more aggressively.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cCome on, don\u2019t be so stubborn, please. Let\u2019s go,\u201d she urged, dragging me toward the car.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIs this your car?\u201d she asked, probably because it was new.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I nodded.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cGive me the keys.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She took them, helped me into the seat, and drove me toward the woods.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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