Ch. 65 Lover's Quarrel

Colton’s POV

The last few hours had been pure fucking misery. I couldn’t feel my brothers through our bond anymore. An empty, hollow feeling sat where the connection to their souls had always been. A source of strength and comfort I’d taken for granted for a lifetime ripped away in a fraction of a second.

I’d always thought of myself as selfless, the triplet most willing to sacrifice for the good of others. This whole ordeal put paid to that delusion. I was a fucking selfish bastard. That’s all there was to it.

Foolishly, I’d hoped that once I’d vanquished her enemies like the knight on the white horse I saw myself as, Mallory and I could find our way back to each other. Maybe, just maybe, she’d let me fix what I’d done, make up for all the pain I’d caused her in the name of protecting her.

Clay’s beat down had forced me to see the truth of the situation. I’d expected Cary, the hot-headed triplet, to rain hell down on me. But when my even-keeled, not easily riled middle brothe