Chapter 463
It wasn’t irrational for her to fear that, because that’s exactly what I would have done. Talking to Cassie was the last thing I wanted to do, even now. But it was necessary, so she knew she had no chance of ever seeing her son again.
“I want to see my son…” she finally said, her voice coming out soft.
“After what you did… what makes you think you have any right to see your son?” I asked through my teeth, my tone coming out harsh and making her flinch.
“It was a long time ago, Gavin. I have changed…”
“A shower and decent clothes don’t mean shit, Cassie,” I said, my eyes narrowed. “You nearly killed that boy when he was barely a year old; you think I’ll let you anywhere near him?”
Tears welled up in her eyes.
“He’s my son…”
“He stopped being your son the minute you signed away your parental rights,” I hissed. “You have no right to him. He is my son, and I will always be there to protect him from people like you. I didn’t come here to grant your wish; I came here to tell you to stay away from him.”
I stood up; I was done with this conversation. I came here to say what I needed to say, and now I was leaving.
She stood as well, desperation in her eyes.
“Please,” she begged. “I just want to see how he is…”
“He’s great,” said, my eyes never leaving hers. “He’s getting good grades, he has friends, he’s healthy, and he has a family that loves him. He wants for nothing and has everything he could ever possibly need and then some. I’m providing him with a good life, Cassie. A life that you could never provide for him.”
She sucked in a sharp intake of breath from my harsh words; I knew they were a reality check for her because she looked as though she had no argument left.
“What happened to him when he was a baby… it wasn’t my fault. It was Macus’s, and you know that. He was the one who put those bruises on us both… he was the one who injected us with those drugs, took everything I had, and left. I was a victim too.”
I growled at her, my wolf surging forward at the audacity.
“You stopped being a victim the
second you took off with him,” I said through my teeth. “You knew the kind of man he was… the kind of rogue he’d always be. And yet you still took Mathew, and you left the protection of our pack to Re with
him. You disappeared for over a year, Cassie. The state I found him in… the state I found you in… it was your fault. You might not have put those bruises on him, but you did shit at protecting him.”
I spat those last words at her, making her wince.
“I know I fucked up, Gavin. But I just want to talk to him. I want to see what he looks like and get to know my son. Does he even know about me? Or does he think you’re his real father?”
“He knows about you,” I murmur. “He knows his mom is in a hospital and that she isn’t good for him. He knows he’s being taken care of by a family that loves him and that you will not be a part of his life. Leave him alone, Cassie. He has a good life, and he doesn’t need it to be disturbed.”
I knew my words were harsh; she was my sister, and I should have sympathy for her, but I couldn’t. Not after what she put Matthew through. She got no sympathy from me, and I refused to give in to her wishes, regardless of how many crocodile tears she cried.
I turned away, ready to leave and not return here unless it was necessary. As I
reached the door, her words had stopped me.
“But what about what Matt wants,
huh?” She asked suddenly. “What if he wants to get to know his mother? What if he wants to know who Lam? Did you ever stop and ask him what he wanted, or did you decide his future for him like you decided everyone else’s? You’re not innocent in all of this, Gavin. You are the reason he doesn’t have a mother.”