The Triplets' Rejected Disabled Mate Chapter 87

Catherine POV

I had David, the triplet brother, escort me to the gardens. He was a nice kid, and he reminded me a lot of Jimmy.

When he heard about his brothers' return, he came running to meet and greet them. Just to walk in and see Amy kissing Sam.

David was a bit confused at what he saw, and when he saw Grey push me out of the foyer, he ran around and caught up with us in Grey's room.

"What was that all about, brother?" He asked, walking up to us.

"Mother," Grey hissed under his breath, unlocking the door of his bedroom.

"Are you being serious?" He asked, eyeing me. "Would she go that far?"

"Yeah, that's our mother for you," Grey said, pushing the door open.

Grey came around and pushed the wheelchair into the room.

It looked very similar to the one he had at the beach house.

"Colt requested an urgent meeting with my parents," Grey said. "Will you be okay being here alone? The meeting shouldn't take too long."

I nodded.

"I guess that's your younger brother," I asked. Jimmy told me about him. They were in the same year.

"Sh*t, sorry," Grey said, pulling his hands through his hair. "Yes, this is David, my younger brother."

"Nice to meet you, David," I said, holding my hand out to shake.

David didn't hesitate and took my hand in his.

"Nice to finally meet the girl my brothers are smitten with! You are sure beautiful!" He said, looking at Grey.

Grey smiled proudly.

"And smart," Grey added. "Will you keep Kate company for me, please?"

"Sure," he said. "I would love to."

Grey gave David instructions to stay with me, which, for obvious reasons, David didn't mind. I guess the kid was curious to know who I was.

I found him a bit amusing. He looked a lot like his brothers, yet he had the same blond hair as Luna Mary.

Except for David's charms and beauty, he had one flaw around women: he had verbal diarrhea.

He just couldn't stop talking, and some of the conversations flowed over to the next.

When we finally reached the patio doors, I had a full rundown of the history of the pack, who had built the huge packhouse, what kind of training they do here, and a full history of their family.

"So," he said, as soon as we were outside. "You are my brothers' mate."

I knew it wasn't a question, yet I answered it.

"I am."

"So why didn't you react to Amy kissing Sam?" He asked.

Gosh, did he see that?

"Sorry," he said when I didn't answer. "I didn't mean to prey."

"No," I said, smiling. "You are not."

"Then why didn't you react?" He asked again.

"I am not sure," I said. "Maybe because part of me knows that Sam will be better off with Amy."

"Why?" He asked, looking at me confused.

"You are too young to understand," I said, pushing my chair down the path.

"Kate," he said, "wait up. Grey is going to kill me if something happens to you."

"The worst that can happen to me is that I would slip, put the chair down onto me, and nip my knees," I said.

"Yeah, but we don't want that; I value my life too much," he said, looking at me nervously.

"Relax," I said, pulling a flower closer and smelling it. "I actually need to thank you."

"Thank me for what?" He asked, looking at me like I had gone mad.

"Well, for starters," I said, turning my gaze to look at him. "You gave up your free time to accompany me to the gardens, and you made me feel welcome."

Sam was supposed to take me on a tour through the pack, but now that responsibility has been dumped on David.

I swallowed hard, blinking the tears back.

Why was this hurting me this much?

Why did it feel like Sam was betraying me?

"Are you okay?" David asked, squatting on my level.

I gave him a small nod and tried to smile, yet the tears burned even harder behind my eyelids.

"Yeah, I am," I said, turning the wheelchair around and pushing myself further down the path. I wiped the tears from my eyes and prayed that my voice wouldn't break.

"Oh, and secondly," I said, smiling. "You kept me company while your brother was in a meeting."

My smile faltered, and my heart pinched hurtfully in my chest upon seeing Sam standing with Amy just a couple of feet further down at some kind of pond.

He had his hand on the small of her back, both looking at the water.

My heart broke.

They looked so perfect together.

They looked like they were made for each other.

They were perfect for each other.

I could barely breathe when Sam turned to look down at Amy, taking her face in his hands.

I turned my gaze away, not wanting to see him kiss her.

Sam has changed his mind about me. He was going to make her his mate.

I turned the wheelchair around and pushed myself away.

Maybe I should never have left for Switzerland. Maybe I shouldn't have accepted Brian's rejection.

Maybe I should have given him a second chance.

Maybe I shouldn't have overreacted when I found out Sarah was carrying Brian's pup. Maybe I could have forgiven him...

I burst into tears, feeling the pain of the unknown ripple through my body.

Would things have been different then?

Would things have been better then?

Would we have been able to patch things up between Brian and me?

Would I have been able to forgive him, move on, and be happy?

I shook my head, bewildered, knowing that I didn't love Brian anymore. It would never have worked.

I was in love with my mates, and I was about to lose a part of that love to someone else.

"Kate!" Grey called and quickly wiped the rest of my tears from my face, and I looked up.

What I saw next sent a wave of emotions into our relationship.

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