Chapter 88: Cat out of the bag…
Chapter 88
Kenny
"You can choose not to come with me." Rory offered, his hands wrapped around my cheeks as he stared down at me, face in small frown. I was currently seated in one of the couches here in my mother’s sitting room and Rory was standing between my legs while my hands were loosely wrapped around his waist.
We weren’t currently alone, Anna and Niko were present as well but were too busy disagreeing about something to pay us any attention. But even though they decide to pay us any attention, this isn’t something out of the ordinary for them. We’ve displayed tons of attention in their presence for this to be something for them to bat an eye at.
"No, I’ll come." I breathed out as I rose to my feet. Rory was offering me the option to choose to not show up and he’d give an excuse to grandma Nini for me, because he knew how much that encounter with Jason affected me and it only just happened yesterday, meaning that I was yet to fully recover from it. But then I also didn’t want him to go there and face Jason alone because I knew he didn’t want that at all. As his alpha, it was my duty to protect him, and knowing how intense Jason could be, it’s my duty to be present there so I could keep Jason far away from him.
I wasn’t leaving him to not go on his own because I didn’t trust him. That was far from it. I trusted Rory completely so it was definitely not about that at all. I knew how much he genuinely hated Jason, he hated him so much that till date, he’s yet to reveal to Niko that he does have a father apart from his dad– Rory.
"Are you sure?" Rory asked as he dropped his hands and I hummed. I might not feel it but I wouldn’t be showing it right now, and besides, how hard would it be? We were only going to check in on grandma nini and even though her grandson would most definitely be present, I’d make sure to stay far away from him as best as I could.
"Positive." I responded as I brushed a kiss against his head.
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When we got to the hospital, we brought the flowers we got along the way with us as we rode the elevator upstairs to the highest floor of the building. On getting to the front of the door, Rory gave me an inquiring look and I offered him an assuring smile before I pushed the door open.
The first person I noticed was Jason, simply because he was seated at the side of the bed and had his grandma’s hand clasped between his two hands while they spoke quietly.