And more than that... Addison couldn't, for a second, believe that nothing happened between Zion and Claire. Weren't they already entangled while she was still there?
That's what made it so hard to let herself draw closer to him again, let alone let her children know the man who helped create them.
Because just imagining someone else exploring Zion's body, touching him where only she once did... it felt like a storm tearing through her chest, like crashing waves churning violently in her stomach.
In short, she hated it.
She hated that while she was breaking apart, struggling, suffering, doing everything in her power to be both mother and father to their twins, her ex-mate, now, her fated mate, had been out there screwing someone else.
And what made it worse… were his words. Words that never stopped echoing in her mind, poisoning her every memory of him:
