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

Chapter Thirty-Seven

Shadow

W ithout saying a word to each other, Wreck lets go of my hand, gives me a brief kiss, wipes the happy look off his face, and then enters the room holding Megan, with me directly on his heels. My first look at Megan since she was taken away is a shocker. Her normal put-together appearance is nowhere in sight. I have never seen her look any less than put together. Not like I was expecting her to look like she normally would. She has been held here for over a month now, and I very much doubt anyone within The Khaos Group cares about her beauty regime or the latest fashion. She’s dressed in a pair of black joggers, a plain black top, and her hair down, looking rather tangled and messy. The normal vibrant purple of her hair has also faded a hell of a lot since she’s been here.

The moment she spots Wreck her hazel eyes fill with hatred, so there is literally no change there then. She still has an irrational hatred for him. Here I was hoping she’d have gotten over that while being held here. Obviously, that was wishful thinking on my part. The moment she spots me behind him, the change in her is instantaneous. Her face lights up. She looks like all her birthdays and Christmases have come at once.

“Oh Shadow, you came for me.” She says, totally ignoring Wreck now. It’s like he doesn’t exist. All her attention is now focused on me.

I can’t help but look at her in utter disbelief. She has got to be fucking crazy for even thinking I’d be here for her. I know she’s been told multiple times about keeping her distance from me when she’s finally released from The Khaos Group’s custody, but it seems like that has gone in one ear and straight out the fucking other. It seems like me telling her I was done with her did the same thing too. She can think whatever she wants, but there is only one reason I’m here right now, and that’s the man next to me.

Wreck’s laughter brings me out of my state of disbelief, and glancing over at him, I can’t help but fall into hysterics with him. Some things never change with us, that’s for sure. I have tears streaming down my face from laughing so hard, and Wreck doesn’t look like he’s fairing much better than me.

“What the fuck are you two laughing about?” Megan shouts, drawing both our attention to her.

“You.” Wreck replies, no longer laughing. His voice is emotionless and bland. I fucking hate it. Oh, don’t get me wrong, she deserves the tone he’s giving her; I just don’t like hearing him speak that way. That’s not my Wreck. My Wreck is full of life.

Megan goes to speak again, but Wreck cuts her off. “No, you can shut up and fucking listen. This is my time. My time to say my piece after what you tried to do and ended up putting me through.”

It’s rather shocking to me that Megan actually listens and keeps her mouth shut. I’m not quite sure what to make of that. It’s not like her at all. What game is she playing? Because she’s got to be playing some sort of game, there’s no way she’d willingly let him speak to her like that and actually listen.

“I don’t know why you hate me, and as much as I thought I needed to know that as well as why you did what you did. I released I don’t give a fuck anymore because there’s absolutely no chance any reason you have will be sane. You’re reaction to Shadow entering this room with me gave that away loud and fucking clear.”

Despite Wreck’s words about no longer caring about any of her reasons, Megan doesn’t stay quiet. Not like I expected her to; the woman is clearly more insane than I ever realized.

“I hate you because you came back; you took his time from me, and there’s no way I was going to sit back and let that happen. Shadow is mine, and I refuse to share him with you. So I did what I had to, and it would have fucking worked if Jake hadn’t found you that day. Rex should have fucking killed you, not left you to be found by his nosy fucking brother.”

From the corner of my eye, I see Wreck’s face light up, and I know what he’s about to reveal, and I’m fucking here for it. I’m not hers, and truthfully, I never fucking was. I have and always will be Wreck’s.

“Oh, you poor fucking delusional little girl. Shadow isn’t yours; he made that clear to you in my hospital room. He’s not here to come and get you. He’s here for me. Like he always has been and always will be.”

“That’s what he wants you to think. There’s no way he’ll leave me here; he loves me.” She says sprouting off her delusions. I never told her I loved her because I didn’t love her. I couldn’t; my heart was already taken by the man next to me. Even if I didn’t realize it at the time.

“Is that what you really think? Shall we ask him? See what he has to say?”

Turning to look at me, Wreck just raises his eyebrow at me, and I can’t help myself. Grabbing the sides of his kutte, I pull him towards me and kiss him like it’s the only thing that I need to survive. Wreck doesn’t need any encouragement; he kisses me back with the same enthusiasm. Even though I’m lost in kissing Wreck, I can hear a commotion in the background, and I know I need to release Wreck and see what’s going on. This isn’t the time or place for me to totally lose myself in him.

Pulling back, I’m a little shocked that we’re no longer alone in the room with Megan. Seth and Austin are now in here too, restraining Megan, who is screaming some of the most vile things I’ve ever heard at Wreck, as well as threatening his life. Again. I’ve got a feeling Seth and Austin entered the room because, while I was lost in Wreck, Megan decided to try something. More than likely, she tried to attack Wreck while we were kissing.

Turning to the red-faced crazy woman. Wreck says, “I think that answers who he’s really here for and who he belongs to, but if that kiss didn’t make it clear, let me tell you. He’s fucking mine, and if when you finally get out of here you come anywhere near us, I’ll make what you had me put through look like child’s fucking play.”

I should not be hot and bothered by listening to him threaten my ex, but fuck if I don’t want to take him somewhere private and rock his fucking world. It’s hot listening to him threaten someone, especially when it’s someone who’s caused us so much trouble.

Without looking back, we turn and leave a screaming Megan. Wreck’s done what he wanted; we don’t need to stay in her presence any longer. Neither of us want to. We head back through the corridors towards the main area, where Jake is standing waiting for us.

“How’d it go?” He asks as soon as we’re close to him.

“She’s fucking crazy.” I reply.

“She always has been. She’s just very good at hiding it.” Jake says as he unlocks the door with his palm print so we can head outside. “Oh, by the way, Mom spoke to Rex; he wants to try to find Dre. It’s the most like Rex we’ve seen him since everything went down, so thank you. He also said he doesn’t accept you just saying you forgive him; he wants to earn it, so he’s happy you gave him a way of doing just that.”

“No thanks needed, Jake; give us tomorrow for just us, and then we’ll meet with Rex at The Compound if that’s okay?” Wreck says as we walk back towards where we parked.

“That’ll be fine. Enjoy the rest of your day; I’m going to stick around here for a while. It’s not very often that my Mom is in town anymore.”

“Have fun.” We both say at the same time, before getting into the SUV to head home.

I’m happy Wreck got his moment with Megan. That he got to say his piece, but I’m glad it’s over and we never have to see her again. How did I miss how fucking crazy she really is? Jake is so right when he says she’s a master at hiding it.