Shadow’s Heart (Devil’s Inferno MC #3)

Chapter Thirty-Three

Shadow

S o this wasn’t how I imagined we’d be having this conversation, but the moment Wreck mentioned moving back to his apartment, I knew I had to stop stalling and talk to him. I didn’t want him going anywhere, especially not after I’d had the realization about my house. So yeah, I’d somehow subconsciously built Wreck’s dream home without realizing it. Seriously, I’m such a fucking idiot. How have I managed to be blind for so long?

None of that matters anymore, though. We’ve both finally admitted we’re in love with each other; I can’t even begin to describe the way I felt when he told me he loves me. I thought my world had righted itself when Wreck was rescued and returned home to me, and it did right itself, but it’s so much better now. My heart is so fucking full, and I’ve never been happier. Who knew falling in love with your best friend could feel so good?

I can’t bring myself to move away from him, even though I know I need to. His ribs are still sore, and crowding him in this position can’t be comfortable. It takes all my willpower to move myself back. Looking into his eyes, I can’t help but be blown away by the way they’re glistening at me, full of love. God, we really both were so fucking blind to not see what was right in front of us.

“When did you realize?” He asks as I take a seat next to him.

“Wrath kicked me up the ass when I was talking to him about accidently kissing you after you first woke up in the hospital and what I was feeling about it all.” I admit sheepishly.

“That was real. I didn’t dream it.” His voice is full of shock and awe.

“Yep, it totally happened, but I still didn’t realize anything until big brother had words. Apparently everyone has been waiting years for us to pull our heads out of our asses.”

“I had a similar conversation with Flame; the only difference is I already knew I loved you. Sera woke me up to that after your relationship with Megan came to light.”

“Oh god. Don’t remind me of what an idiot I was there; she almost cost me you. I seriously had a narrow fucking escape where that crazy bitch is concerned.”

“But she didn’t cost you me. Bet she never thought her plan would lead to us being together this way.” He says with a laugh.

I can’t help but laugh along with him at his words. He’s not wrong; if she ever finds out that her little scheme ended up being the catalyst for me and Wreck admitting our feelings and ending up together, she’ll blow a gasket. Hmm. Maybe someone should tell her and let her know just how badly she failed.

“While we’re on the topic of Megan,” he says in a serious voice, “I want a chance to face her and say my piece. I didn’t get that when I woke up; my focus was you and getting you to stop hurting yourself.”

As much as I really want to protest, I know I can’t. He deserves a chance to face the woman behind what happened to him. He deserves to face her and say his piece. If he just so happens to drop the fact about our change of relationship. Well, I won’t complain. It’ll just add to her downfall, if I’m being honest.

“We can talk to Jake. See what he can arrange. You’re not going alone though.”

“I don’t want to. If you don’t want to face her, I’ll take someone else with me.”

“Oh, I’ll be right by your side. Where I belong.”

He moves off the chair he’s sitting on, approaching me before drawing me into his arms. I don’t know how to explain it—why it feels different in his arms but at the same time doesn’t. One thing I know, right here in his arms, is where I belong. He’s my home.