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 looks like,

Seeing her try to sl*p from the bed, I shook my head. “Stay! He is ALL yours!” I dismissed, returning to

and unashamed. “Work has been tough lately, and well…” Before he finished the sentence, I knew he would make this my fault

under my dress, grabbing my make-up and ramming it brutally with my other things. Zipping my bag with shaky hands, I tried to remain calm as he continued. “You could try a little harder to entice me. I wouldn’t have to look

nose break, blood splattered my dress; looking

are done.” I declare my mind made up; Sage’s growl as Mike tried to pull my elbow

and, before I could gasp, had delivered her own source of justice. Knocking Mike

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

the rim of my empty glass; the handsome bartender looked between Lilly

else; I think another drink is needed, don’t you!” I asked, arching a brow, ignoring Lilly’s sigh. Seeing him reluctantly fill my glass, a

as he walked off, shaking his head unimpressed. Lilly had picked me up the second I left my apartment, handing me tissues and letting me get my anger out; I had spent the last few hours getting a little tipsy, dancing and trying to forget

be serious, “I have to

I .. Can’t go.. back there… HE.. is there!” I slurred, spinning around on wobbly legs; I eyed her helplessly, dramatically throwing my

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

up at the pack house; Lilly paid the driver and

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