The Biker Alpha Who Became My Second Chance Mate\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 219\u00a0<\/p>\n
Athena\u00a0<\/p>\n
Understanding starts to dawn on me like the sun rising after the longest night of my life.\u00a0<\/p>\n
This little girl, this scared, lonely child, is the power. She\u2019s the source of everything that\u2019s been happening, and she\u2019s been trapped in this dark place for\u00a0<\/p>\n
years.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Probably since the first time they called her evil. Since the first time the power manifested and everyone around her reacted with fear and horror.\u00a0<\/p>\n
No wonder she\u2019s been lashing out. No wonder she\u2019s been taking instead of giving.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She\u2019s been alone in this darkness for years, with no one to talk to, no one to explain things to her, no one to show her how to do anything but hurt\u00a0<\/p>\n
people.\u00a0<\/p>\n
like.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u2018I\u2019m sorry you\u2019ve been alone,\u201d I tell her, and I mean it with every fiber of my being. \u201cI\u2019m sorry no one ever tried to understand you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She looks at me with surprise, like she can\u2019t believe someone is talking to her with kindness instead of fear. Like she\u2019s forgotten what kindness sounds\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThey all hate me,\u2018 she says quietly, more tears falling. \u201cEveryone who meets me, they\u2019re always scared. They always try to lock me away or make me stop existing. They say I\u2019m a monster, That I\u2019m evil.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u2018I don\u2019t hate you,\u201d I say firmly, and I reach out slowly to touch her hand. \u201cAnd I\u2019m not scared of you. And you\u2019re neither evil or a monster.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, you are,\u201d she argues, but she doesn\u2019t pull her hand away. \u201cEveryone is scared of me. I hurt people. I take their life away and I can\u2019t stop.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou hurt people because you\u2019re scared and alone,\u201d I tell her, squeezing her small hand gently. \u201cBut you don\u2019t have to be either of those things\u00a0<\/p>\n
anymore.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She shakes her head frantically, her dark hair flying around her face. \u201cI can\u2019t help it. When people are mean to you or when you\u2019re scared, I get angry and I lash out. I don\u2019t know how to do anything else.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s because no one ever taught you,\u201d I say. \u201cBut I can teach you now. I can show you how to help instead of hurt.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
For the first time since I found her, hope flickers across her face. It\u2019s small and hesitant, like she\u2019s afraid to believe it, but it\u2019s there.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u2018You would do that?\u201d she asks in a whisper. \u201cEven after everything I\u2019ve done?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYes,\u201d I say without hesitation. \u201cBecause I understand what it\u2019s like to be scared and alone. I understand what it\u2019s like to feel like a monster.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She\u2019s quiet for a long moment, considering my words. I can see her thinking, weighing whether or not she can trust me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat would you teach me?\u201d she finally asks.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u2018I\u2019d teach you about love,\u201d I say, thinking of Tristan lying motionless on the mattress somewhere above us. \u2018I\u2019d teach you about family and friendship and all the things that make life worth living.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know what those things are,\u2018 she admits, and there\u2019s so much sadness in her voice it makes my chest hurt.\u00a0<\/p>\n
1\/2\u00a0<\/p>\n
17.03 Tue, Jan 13 GRM\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 219\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThen let me show you, I offer, settling in more comfortably beside her. I have a brother named Orion who would do anything to protect me. He\u2019s strong and brave and he loves me even when I make mistakes,\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She listens intently as 1 talk about Orion, about how he held me when I cried after our parents died, how he never made me feel like a burden even\u00a0<\/p>\n
when I was at my worst.\u00a0<\/p>\n
How he accepted even after I left for years.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHe sounds nice,\u2018 she says softly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
things get scary. She\u2019s Orions wife.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHe is nice,\u201d I tell her. \u201cAnd I have a friend named Sarah who\u2019s\u00a0<\/p>\n
like\u00a0<\/p>\n
a\u00a0<\/p>\n
She makes\u00a0<\/p>\n
me\u00a0<\/p>\n
laugh\u00a0<\/p>\n
when I\u2019m sad, and she stands by me even when\u00a0<\/p>\n
The little girl\u2019s eyes get wider as I describe Sarah\u2019s kindness and loyalty, how she always knows exactly what to say to make me feel better.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd there\u2019s Derek, who spent days and days reading old books just to try to help because he cares about me. Because he wanted to help.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
me understand you better. He didn\u2019t have to do that, but he did it\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThey all sound wonderful,\u201d she says wistfully, like she\u2019s imagining what\u00a0<\/p>\n
it\u00a0<\/p>\n
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