Chapter 185
[SAMANTHA’s Point of View]
“I’m sorry, Sam, but I have to do this—”
It was too late for me to realize what he was saying.
He grabbed me by my shoulder and stared at me with dark eyes. “Remember. Don’t tell anyone I came here to tell you everything I said. Once Olivia finds out that I had gone to see you and told you about the source of her dark power, she will kill Brianne and leave Moonstone in ashes, Sam. I trust you. Maybe I am not the same friend you used to know. But you know deep within you that I still care. I still care about you and the twins.”
Tears started to well in my eyes. I saw the sincerity in Killian’s words as he spoke them to me. “Then why are you doing this? Why don’t you tell me what happened and why you became one of them, Killian? Why did you lie to us and bring us to Olivia? Why are you doing this?”
There was pain in his eyes as he dragged his hand down his face and let out a breath of exasperation. No. More like a sigh of disappointment. Of himself? Of me? I wasn’t sure. Actually, I didn’t care anymore. He kept on saying he cared for me and the kids. Yet he brought us straight to the mouth of danger. No. I couldn’t trust every word he said. Not again.
“This is not just about you, Sam. This is also for Brianne and the MoonStone Pack,” he hissed at me, looking very impatient after he saw in my eyes that I still couldn’t trust him. “I risked everything to warn you. I did my best to keep you all alive. So I hope you understand the only request I am asking from you.”
“I can’t promise you anything, Killian. After what happened, I am not sure I can trust you anymore,” I hissed back at him; my eyes were sharp like knives as I glared back at him. "We are talking about my children’s safety, you know?" I won’t gamble their life after you deceived us all! I know your concern is for Brianne and your pack, and I understand your fears. But what about my fears, Killian? What about my family?”
He paused, blinked twice, and then retreated. His face appeared sad as he contemplated how everything had changed. Even my faith in him as a friend was shaken. It hurt so much! I felt that pain in him because I was disappointed with myself as well—that I couldn’t believe in him anymore. I never wanted to get to this point where we were both back to being strangers after all the years that we were together for each other.
But this was about my kids.
And I couldn’t negotiate their safety for something like this.
“I understand...” he finally murmured as he grinned at me, shaking his head gently, and that worried me, scared that he would come to his crazy self again. “It’s a mistake I went here.”