Read ROMANCE: Billionaire Bear Mate (Paranormal Alpha WereBear Shifter Mail Order Bride Romance) (Paranormal Romance, Bear Shifter Romance, Werebear Shapeshifter) for Free Online
Authors: Sicily Duval
time going home. She supposed she had to tell Blake. It was something he should know, after all, even if it seemed a little pointless because it didn’t really change anything.
She pulled into the drive way and walked in through the front door. The lounge lights were off, the dusk outside making it virtually dark inside.
When Madison flipped on the light, Blake sat on the arm chair.
“Are you okay?” she asked. “You’re sitting all alone in the dark.”
“I know,” he said. She put her handbag down and sat down opposite him.
“I wanted to talk to you,” she said. Now was as good a time as any.
“I wanted to talk to you, too, actually,” he said, putting his elbows on his knees and cupping his hands around his mouth.
“I went to the—“ Madison started but Blake cut her off.
“Are you happy?”
Madison blinked. “What?”
“I asked if you’re happy. Do you get what you need out of life?”
“Well, that’s a strange question—“
“It feels to me like we’re just going through the motions. Nothing we’re doing is for us, it was all for the kids, and now there’s nothing left of the lives we started in the first place.”
“What are you talking about? What happened?”
Blake shook his head and leaned back in the armchair. Sitting like that, all sunken in on himself, she realized how old he’d really become.
“When last did you do something for you? Something that you wanted to do, just because?’
Madison tried, but she couldn’t find anything that she’d done, not in the last ten years, at least.
“I don’t know,” she said softly. Where was this going?
“Sometimes I feel like neither sides of the double life I’m leading is worth it anymore. Our marriage, the kids… all of that has become so stale.”
Madison looked at him sharply but it didn’t look like he was worried about offending her.
“And the other side of me, the wolf…” Blake never discussed his wolf. “I’m not part of a pack, and this lone wolf nonsense is starting to get to me.” He took a deep breath. “I think we should get a divorce.”
Time froze. It was like something had sucked all the air out of the room, and the sudden silence was so heavy Madison could almost hear it.
“What?” she asked, her voice sounding impossibly small.
Blake looked at her with an expression impossible to read.
“You’re not happy, Madison. I can see you’re not. And my life is unfulfilled. I have nothing that I can proudly state: I did that.”
“But Emma and Lash—“
“Besides them.”
Madison shook her head, because he was right. Blake stood up and walked out of the room. Madison stayed behind alone on the couch. She’d heard of relationships that ended once the kids were out of the house. She’d always pitied those women. And now she was one of them.
Why then, didn’t she feel heartbroken? Sad? Rejected? She waited for the shock to come, for the emotions to hit her full on. A relationship ending, after all, had to hurt.
But she was acutely aware of the empty void inside her where emotions should have been. The lack of unhappiness about it. The fact that maybe Blake was right, because if she felt this way about an announcement like that, it might have been time to end it.
In bed that night she turned to him.
“We should tell the kids,” she said. He closed his magazine and laid it down on his lap.
“I’ll phone in the morning.”
Madison shook her head. “I don’t think we can do this one over the phone, honey.” Could she still call him that? “We need to go see them.”
“You hate flying,” Blake pointed out. Madison was terrified of flying. Stepping in a plane led to an immediate panic attack. It just couldn’t happen.
“I’ll take leave, and we’ll make a trip of it. We have to do this.”
Blake nodded, and picked up his magazine again. They didn’t even argue anymore. Surely that was a sign that neither of them was willing to make an effort anymore.
Only once the
She pulled into the drive way and walked in through the front door. The lounge lights were off, the dusk outside making it virtually dark inside.
When Madison flipped on the light, Blake sat on the arm chair.
“Are you okay?” she asked. “You’re sitting all alone in the dark.”
“I know,” he said. She put her handbag down and sat down opposite him.
“I wanted to talk to you,” she said. Now was as good a time as any.
“I wanted to talk to you, too, actually,” he said, putting his elbows on his knees and cupping his hands around his mouth.
“I went to the—“ Madison started but Blake cut her off.
“Are you happy?”
Madison blinked. “What?”
“I asked if you’re happy. Do you get what you need out of life?”
“Well, that’s a strange question—“
“It feels to me like we’re just going through the motions. Nothing we’re doing is for us, it was all for the kids, and now there’s nothing left of the lives we started in the first place.”
“What are you talking about? What happened?”
Blake shook his head and leaned back in the armchair. Sitting like that, all sunken in on himself, she realized how old he’d really become.
“When last did you do something for you? Something that you wanted to do, just because?’
Madison tried, but she couldn’t find anything that she’d done, not in the last ten years, at least.
“I don’t know,” she said softly. Where was this going?
“Sometimes I feel like neither sides of the double life I’m leading is worth it anymore. Our marriage, the kids… all of that has become so stale.”
Madison looked at him sharply but it didn’t look like he was worried about offending her.
“And the other side of me, the wolf…” Blake never discussed his wolf. “I’m not part of a pack, and this lone wolf nonsense is starting to get to me.” He took a deep breath. “I think we should get a divorce.”
Time froze. It was like something had sucked all the air out of the room, and the sudden silence was so heavy Madison could almost hear it.
“What?” she asked, her voice sounding impossibly small.
Blake looked at her with an expression impossible to read.
“You’re not happy, Madison. I can see you’re not. And my life is unfulfilled. I have nothing that I can proudly state: I did that.”
“But Emma and Lash—“
“Besides them.”
Madison shook her head, because he was right. Blake stood up and walked out of the room. Madison stayed behind alone on the couch. She’d heard of relationships that ended once the kids were out of the house. She’d always pitied those women. And now she was one of them.
Why then, didn’t she feel heartbroken? Sad? Rejected? She waited for the shock to come, for the emotions to hit her full on. A relationship ending, after all, had to hurt.
But she was acutely aware of the empty void inside her where emotions should have been. The lack of unhappiness about it. The fact that maybe Blake was right, because if she felt this way about an announcement like that, it might have been time to end it.
In bed that night she turned to him.
“We should tell the kids,” she said. He closed his magazine and laid it down on his lap.
“I’ll phone in the morning.”
Madison shook her head. “I don’t think we can do this one over the phone, honey.” Could she still call him that? “We need to go see them.”
“You hate flying,” Blake pointed out. Madison was terrified of flying. Stepping in a plane led to an immediate panic attack. It just couldn’t happen.
“I’ll take leave, and we’ll make a trip of it. We have to do this.”
Blake nodded, and picked up his magazine again. They didn’t even argue anymore. Surely that was a sign that neither of them was willing to make an effort anymore.
Only once the
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