Sinful Mates 1-3

chapter 180

Waking the next morning I get up, quickly showering and getting changed into my jeans and polo

shirt. Throwing my hair up into a bun while I walk down the stairs trying to remember where I put my

shoes. Finding them by the door I quickly slip them on and walk into the dining room to Mara having a

full on meltdown as she chucked her cereal at Ryland crying hysterically over something.

"Mara you don't throw things" Ryland scolds picking up her bowl that had splattered on the

floorboards. His shirt was covered in cornflakes where it had got on him.

"Why did you do that?" I asked her but she was far gone screaming and not paying attention to

anyone. The lights suddenly turn on and start flickering, the kettle and oven light turning on as all the

power suddenly starts to surge.

"Mara stop baby, calm down I will go get it" Ryland tries to sooth as he picks her up off the chair.

Her face was blotchy as she heaved with her sobs.

"Amara That is enough" Thaddeus tells her as he walks in, A washing basket in his hands. His

shirt sleeves rolled up and I could feel his annoyance as she continued to scream the place down.

Ryland rocked her as he tried to calm her.

The light bulbs suddenly start bursting, raining glass down above us, the fire alarms start blaring

loudly. I cover my ears trying to shield them from the deafening noise. I had never seen her like this,

and I had no idea what to do about it. Thaddeus growls loudly before walking toward her, he touches

her arm grabbing her attention and he eyes flew open looking at him.

"Enough!" I hear him say just audible to my ears over the blaring fire alarms. The house suddenly

goes quiet as she stares up at him. I hear a car pull up outside.

"What did you do?" I ask him as Mara stares at him funny before popping her lip out and pouting.

"I absorbed it," he answers.

"Her magic?"

"No her anger" he says before brushing her cheek with his thumb. It was strange seeing him do

magic before it tainted him badly but now watching him he seemed almost calm despite the darkness I

could feel simmering at the edges, trying to find a way in.

"I have control love, I would never hurt her," he says, answering my thoughts.

"Can you go grab that bloody book from the car, the one with the sheep" Ryland says.

"Which car?" I ask just as Orion walks in with a bottle of milk.

"Mine" Ryland says.

"What's wrong, what happened?" Orion says, alarmed, dropping the bottle of milk on the counter

and racing over. He starts fussing over her and I swear that man is more maternal than I am. I let them

explain going to retrieve this goddamn book that started this meltdown.

Walking outside, I see Orion's BMW and my little hatchback on the driveway and know Rylands

must be in the shed with Thaddeus mustang.

Opening the roller door I walk in and find his car. Opening the front door I search the front and

come up empty. Hopping out, I open the back door and stop staring at the rearward facing car seat

next to Mara's, a little blue teddy hanging from the hand hold above it. I swallow, my throat becoming

thick with emotion at the sight of our son's car seat ready to go. We were so close, so close to filling

that extra seat.

Anger hitting me at why he didn't get rid of it, why it was still here taunting the edges of my sanity,

plucking at the dreams of what if. Reaching over I see the book sitting on her seat. I grab it, placing it

on the roof of the car before shutting the door. I went to walk out but the taunting of seeing that extra

seat, the one that will never be filled haunted me and I just couldn't wrap my head around as to why he

hadn't removed it, why he left it there.

Anger and a burning urge to scream and hurt something ravaged my mind clawing at the Insides

of my heart and deconstructing it piece by fucking piece. I rip open the car door and start yanking the

seat out. Tears running down my cheeks as I stared at that stupid chair. It was just a chair but I hated it,

hated what it was supposed to represent. Blinding hot rage consumed me when it didn't come undone

as I pulled on it, yanking it out with all my strength. The car door swings wide open with the force as it

smashes into Thaddeus' car, the door frame bending with the force. I pull the seat out, the seat belt

snapping under the pressure and throwing me backwards.

I stopped the carseat in my hands but his car door was destroyed and a huge dent in Thaddeus’ Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

car. I shut the door, the door creased and not closed completely. "Fuck!"

I threw the car seat before picking it up and smashing it till all the plastic was broken, feeling

slightly better as my anger slowly dissipated and I picked up the pieces like trying to pick up the

missing pieces to everything we lost.

"Was that necessary?" Says Ryland behind me. He walks in accessing the damage to both cars.

"It's a car seat Evelyn"

"No it's his carseat, why would you keep it?" I spit at him. How could he shove him in my face like

that?

"Because it's his, that's why I kept it and you just fucking destroyed it" Ryland growls his entire

body trembling, his anger smashing into me full force along with. It took me a second to recognise the

feeling over my own burning anger but when I did, it hurt knowing I caused it, grief. Sadness so

crippling I thought it would suffocate me as my throat constricted.

"Get out!" He says, closing his eyes as he fights with himself, a war raging inside him.

"Ryland, I'm"-

"Get out Evelyn" he sounded defeated. My stomach sinks and I walk out placing the broken pieces

in the trash before walking inside leaving him to calm down.

Walking inside I give Mara the book before kissing her head. I grab my keys walking out of the

house toward my car.

"Where is Ryland?" Thaddeus asks and I know he could feel his distress through the bond. I reach

my car door and I look over to the shed to find Ryland sitting on the ground leaning against the car with

his head in his hands.

"In the shed" I tell him not that I had to, Thaddeus was already walking over to it. I get in the car

starting it before reversing out noticing Ryland clinging to Thaddeus, feeling his heartache at what I did.

Guilt floods me but I force it aside and head to work, hoping that he forgives me.