Page 40 of Locked Souls
“Those are the words of death, Levi Madden. So before I start to spiral, you better spit it out.”
I toss the long shirt over my head, and yank the shorts up my legs and over my ass.
Levi sits next to me on the bed and pulls me onto his lap. Wrapping me into his arms, he takes a deep breath.
“Jacob is my brother,” he grumbles, and I almost don't understand him.
“Wait… What?” I shout, trying to jump up, but he won't let me go.
“Levi, that's… Oh, God.” I cover my mouth with my hand. I think I'm going to throw up.
“Please, please, please, tell me I'm not married to my… Wait. Snake is my dad, so that means.”
“My dad is Jacob’s.”
Closing my eyes, I wait for the panic to chill, then relax back against him.
“Okay. It's weird, and I’m mad that you kept more secrets from me, but it'll be alright.”
I turn sideways and he's gaping at me. His eyes are shadowed and he gives me a big smile, before kissing the shit out of me, getting my body all worked up again.
“God, I love you, Chastity Madden. You are the best gift I've ever received.” Sighing, he kisses my forehead and I shake my head.
“I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for you and the guys. I'd be in some mental institution, or dead. You're my protector, my savior, my forever.”
“You say that we saved you, but you saved us all, Chastity. You and our family are all we need in this life and the next.”
God, I want this man. “Kiss me, Husband.”
Crying from down the hall pulls me out of the mood again, so I laugh, give Levi one more kiss, then push him off of me as he grumbles.
“Later,” I promise with a smile, as I climb from the bed and head toward the living room.
Ash is holding a screaming Charity, and he looks panicked as he bounces her gently.
“Help,” he whispers and I laugh.
“Unless you have milk in those tits, she won't stop crying,” I sass, taking my baby from him and moving toward the couch.
“I do not have moobs,” Ash snaps, and I bite my bottom lip. He looks disgusted, and no, he doesn't have man boobs.
He's tight and toned, and ugh, my hormones need to chill the hell out.
“No, you don't.” I shoot him a wink, and his scowl turns into a smirk. Sitting next to me, he watches while I nurse our daughter.
“I really hate that I missed out on Eli growing up,” he mumbles, then groans, rubbing his eyes.
“I know you don't want to talk about it, but I hope you know that I've forgiven you. It took me a long time to come to terms with you leaving, but after Elijah was born, I started to see reason. I knew you wouldn't have left of your own free will, and I always suspected you'd return to us.”
Leaning in, he's hesitant, and just when I think he's going to kiss me, he turns, pressing his lips to my head.
“That place is where nightmares go to hide. It was Hell, pure and simple, and the things… I thought about you guys every day. It was the only thing that kept me going. That kept me alive.”
“Ash,” I whisper, and he gives me a sad smile.
“I'm going to have to return. Snake has made some excuses for why we left, and because Isa is so distracted, she hasn't cared, but Jacob is going to want his best spies to go back there.”
“No, you will never go back to that place again. I don't care. You're home now, and you're safe.”