Their Secret Obsession by Pippa Moon

Chapter 2

Chapter 2: Wrong Room.

Lottie POV

“I didn’t think you would be back till later?” Mike dares to say, looking at me like I had grown two heads and was somehow in the wrong.

“Clearly!” I mutter, walking over to the closet, grabbing my overnight bag and aggressively shoving things into it.

“Baby girl…Come on…” He has the audacity to sound hurt; glancing into the mirror, I lock my eyes on him, Sage shining in my icy hues.

“I am sorry, who are you talking to … Me? Or Her?” Seeing the puzzled look on his face, I continued. “Just two seconds ago, I heard you call her ‘baby girl’.” I spat, knowing I was being petty over the pet name, but given that I had just walked in on him banging some chick in our bed, I felt I had earned the right to be a little childish!

“No, you are mistaken.” He shakes off. Spinning around, I glare at him.

“Is he seriously trying to make ME feel like I am going insane!” I mutter to Sage.

“I always said the f**ker was stupid!” Sage laughed bitterly. “Want me to bite his dick off?” She asks casually, making me smile, despite the trauma rippling through my b*dy; although Mike and I were not fated mates, I do… love him! And this betrayal stings.

“As you wish, BABY GIRL!” I yelled, repeating what I had heard him say not two minutes ago, to the whore in his bed… Our bed!

it

around herself sheepishly. “Did he sl*p and accidentally land in your vagina?” Seeing her try to sl*p from the bed,

sentence, I knew he would

on, and you never dress up for me anymore.” His b*dy was flush against my back. My b*dy tightened at the irony, given the blue lace I had on under my dress, grabbing my make-up and ramming it brutally with my other things.

back and, with no warning, plunged it into his eye; satisfaction washed over me hearing the fragile bone in his nose break, blood splattered my dress; looking down

mind made up; Sage’s growl as Mike tried to pull my elbow cemented that

own source of justice. Knocking Mike out cold, his

wakes up, you tell him to stay away from Lottie!” Sage growled at

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handsome bartender looked between Lilly and I,

asked, arching a brow, ignoring Lilly’s sigh. Seeing him reluctantly fill my glass, a smirk pulled at the

left my apartment, handing me tissues and letting me get my anger out; I had spent the last few hours getting

sleep.” She only used my full name when she was trying to be serious, “I have to look my best tomorrow.” She grinned, pulling me up from my chair. “Come on, let’s go

spinning around on wobbly legs; I eyed her helplessly, dramatically throwing my hands in the air.

but I swear if you snore, I will kill you!” She laughed, pushing

later, we pulled up at the pack house; Lilly paid the driver and pushed me through the doors to the pack house with a

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