The next thing I know; he is chasing aften me in rage.
So what did I do?
17-My Missing Mate
“Hey! is Enya here?” our attention went back to the curious werewolf at the door. Maynard looked at La zlo, who seemed to have seen a ghost. It was so awkward standing between them and having no idea who to explain myself to?
Who to talk to first?
“She ran away from that psycho,” Maynard took the lead. He sounded full of life, I wonder why?
l, on the other hand, buried my face down because Lazlo staring into my soul wasn’t helping me.
“So? let’s hand her over to him.” the way Lazlo suggested that seemed off. He looked extremely pissed off and annoyed.
“Right? Shall we?” he asked again and Maynard shrugged his shoulders like he didn’t care.
“Sure! Be my guest,” Maynard pulling away from me made me narrow my eyes at him.
“You both are assholes,” once I saw them reaching the door; I cussed. They stopped pacing and turned round to me.
“I am the asshole? Is the slut going to call me names now?” Lazlo had lost his mind. He wasn’t teasing or being mischievous, he was being rude.
“I am not a slut as you are claiming,” I looked Lazlo in the eye and told him without any hesitation.
“Is there a trouble?” Maynard asked while the curious cat kept knocking on the door. The smirk on May nard’s face was mixed with some weird emotions.
What if he lets him in? and then I heard the door closing without making much noise. My heart started to sink as the tension swelled inside me.
“Oh My God! look at your face,” it was Alpha Fucking Maynard, laughing his ass off and pointing his finger at me.
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