Alexander’s
death.”
“What happened then?” I snapped, so wound
with anger I thought I might combust. “You realized you had a way
to force me to help you?”
He shrugged so nonchalantly I wanted to bash
his face in. “I saw an opportunity and I took it.”
Before I could step forward to gut him,
Amelia interjected, “Dad wouldn’t have wanted this.” She shook her
head slowly and tears filled her eyes. “He’d be disgusted in how
you’re all behaving.” She turned to me and in a much softer voice
said, “I apologize for them, and for Dane. Your relationship is a
personal matter and I, like Gretchen, understand you can’t help who
you love.” She sent her now angry expression onto Dane. “You can’t
turn your nose up at anyone for loving someone. It’s wrong .”
She glared at Wayde. “ Sordid .”
Perhaps Amelia did deserve to be in my good
book; she seemed to have an effect on the men. Heads lowered in
shame. Turning to Dane, she narrowed her eyes. “Did you spellbind,
Kipp?” Clearly, I wasn’t the only one who didn’t believe him.
He frowned. “I just said I didn’t.”
Part of me—the evil part wanting to hurt
him—hoped I could ruin his life, as he’d ruined mine. I’d never
been vindictive, but right now, I couldn’t hold back. “No, he
kissed me.”
Amelia’s head jerked to me, eyes huge.
“Pardon me?”
“Oh.” I blinked innocently. “Didn’t Dane tell
you?”
The man in question shot me the look of
death, but I returned it. “That’s how he forced Kipp away. He
kissed me—a big, hot kiss—when I didn’t know Kipp was watching,
making Kipp think I was cheating on him and pissing him off so he’d
leave me.”
Even as I said it, it sounded so absurd. I
still couldn’t wrap my head around the fact that Kipp had actually
believed I cheated. He should’ve known better—known I’d never love
anyone else but him. Exactly why, deep down, I knew Kipp had
left for another reason. He trusted me—I didn’t doubt that. So why
did he leave? And that daunting question drove my motivation
now.
Amelia slowly stood from her seat next to
Dane, glaring down at him. “Is that true? Did you kiss her?”
Dane’s eyes practically threw daggers at me
before he looked at his wife with a tender expression. “The kiss
meant nothing. We need her, Amelia.” He softened his voice as if to
soothe his wife’s concern. “You know this.”
Obviously, he’d said enough, since tears now
rushed down Amelia’s cheeks. I snorted at her tears. Dane
didn’t deserve her sadness, but more so, the removal of his
masculine parts.
She shook her head, wiping at her face and
whispered, “I’m so ashamed of you. Everything you’ve done—it’s
horrific.”
Maybe it irritated me she wasn’t more pissed
about the kiss. But I suspected she knew Dane wouldn’t cheat on
her, but that his intention was to do exactly what he did—put me in
a situation where I needed their help. Besides, her reaction only
firmed up why I believed Kipp wouldn’t have fallen for it either.
Which only confirmed to me, once again, there was no logical reason
for Kipp’s departure, leading me to believe Dane magically forced
him away.
Only problem? How to prove it.
Amelia finally tore her gaze away from her
husband, glancing at me. “I would’ve never agreed to Dane’s
actions. My father wouldn’t have gone about it this way.” Her lip
quivered, sending more tears rushing over her face. “He was a
really good man and would’ve just asked for your help.” Her gaze
shifted to Dane and she snapped, “Not tricked you, or put you in
situation where you didn’t have a choice.”
Dammit, why did she have to be so nice? “You
should lead this group and put it in the right direction, since
you’re surrounded by a bunch of assholes.”
Dane, the biggest one, glared at me.
Amelia cut in, giving him a look .
“You’re right—I should’ve come in Dane’s place.”
“What?” he growled at his