All Chapters of Heart of the Bayou Beasts: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Beau,I came back after a long nearly two weeks of dodging Alpha and Beta holes and wanting to rip out throats. The second I walked into the house seeing Bri leaning over Bas as she guided him through some school work eased everything. I almost even failed to notice the valley I saw down her sports bra as she bent over him, her wild waves loose around her shoulders, covering scars that shouldn't be there. She hadn't left yet, she wasn't some dream and I was totally hogging her on the couch tonight with books. I wanted to know what she'd been reading when I was gone. Curious if she'd admit to reading the trashy historical romance I left mixed in the pile.After we demolished the pot of gumbo and rice she had cooked on the stove and things were cleaned up she settled on the couch and Wyatt left to make those territorial rounds he did each evening I plopped next to her on the couch moving her feet across my lap. And so we read and she told me about the books she had read steering clear

BeauI felt like I was in a trance, as I looked down at her. Each freckle, every relaxed line, and curve of her face. Why did I fucking care so damn much? I shouldn't care so fucking much. Where had this worry and need to ensure she was completely safe come from? She wasn't mine to worry over. With Wyatt home she was his responsibility, not mine, he had that legendary chemistry with her, though unspoken, it was obvious, even though nothing would ever come of it, because my brother was a stubborn fucking idiot, I couldn't compete with that, I didn't want to compete with that. She was just my friend, my cousin's, no, my brother’s epic, cast aside, love interest, nothing more to me but a chosen part of the family. I cherished her for that alone, she made us all better, more whole.As Wyatt wrapped his towel around his waist, I stood with her, ready to pass her back off. He just walked past me, gesturing for me to follow. Boo loyally came after as we went back to the house. He pulled back

Bri “Oh fuck! Shit!” Beau's voice hollered, pulling me from the depths of my thoughts. His shout trailed from the dock to the side of the house. “Sug, come get this fucking bird!” He cried out, moving towards the back as I quickly dried my hands chuckling to myself. I made my way to the back porch where Wyatt was leaning up against the fence of the coop, a silent laugh shaking his shoulders as Beau shot by, chased by ‘Oh Henry,’ the now grown rooster. He was a proud bit of living poultry with bright shining feathers. However, it seemed he and Beau didn't see eye to eye. When Beau was out of earshot we found ourselves laughing out loud, at his expense. Boo sat at my feet thumping her tail as Bastain walked through the house with a large box, followed by Claude and Louis each carrying one of their own. “What's this?” Wyatt asked. “Oh, Zoey sent me some things, it's a surprise,” I said, my excitement bubbling up. “Can Y'all please go put them in the shed?” I asked. I snapped the t

Bri I felt like my heart was bleeding out of every crevice, between every thread holding it together. “I'm sorry my moonbeam, I have nothing more to offer you, who we are is never what we want it to be, we were both created to serve others, those are chains we cannot break, it's best not to fight for what could never be. Just know I will always hold you in my heart.” There was nothing to be said to that, he was right, and Beau? There was nothing that could be fixed. It was all doomed from the start. My stupid shattered naive heart. The rain beat down harder as I sobbed, sinking onto my knees in the middle of the island's heart. After everything I had been through, how had I allowed myself to let them burrow so deeply into me that the idea of living without them in the way I craved was like trying to breathe without air? Beau had seen, and he was angry with Wyatt, and he didn't even know why. I was already cleaving the bond they had in two. I couldn't keep on pretending, playing ho

BeauWhat the actual fuck just happened? We were both staring at Bri dumbstruck as she tucked her hair into her hood and stepped out of Conner's office. Wyatt went to the bunkhouse to grab his stuff. She hefted her bag over her shoulder. I went to grab it for her.“No, you don't get to be nice after that stunt, I wanted to leave before something stupid like this happened, and now I've had to show myself, that puts all of us at risk, you better hope he keeps his mouth shut,” she snapped, folding her arms across her chest. “How does Conner know who you are?” I asked her. She gave me a brief sideways look before deciding to tell me. “The company you work for is a part of the trust my father set up for me, I have to sign the papers before I turn 22 or Lorrain will receive it,” she said, looking around.Wyatt brushed past us.“Get your bike in the back, she's not riding on that deathtrap again,” Wyatt said, not waiting for us as he prowled to his truck. This wasn't going to be a fun ride