How to Fix It

Alley POV

"He can't know about Darien. Just let him leave. You need to calm yourself Alley, for him you need to." Ethan softly whispered in my ear. His words registered, but the raging array of emotions were hard to battle. I was on the verge of losing all control of breathing.

I met my Devil's eyes, but there was not an ounce of love in them for me. How could he turn on me so quickly? It broke my heart, but Ethan was right. I needed to protect my son.

My mind went to him as a baby, learning to walk, all his birthdays of dragons, action heroes, or some other fantasy worlds. He mattered more than whatever fucked up relationship my body wanted from Christian.

My breaths slowed and my eyes met his again. "I.... hate... you." Was all I could get out. I hope he truly saw how much I didn't want to be with him ever again. I was stupid to hid my identity and carry on like I did this past week.

His eyes grew darker and his body more rigid. My words didn't even affect him. He was done with me