Their Secret Obsession (A Reverse Harem) by Pippa Moon novel Chapter 6

Lottie POV

“What are you doing here!” I questioned, trying to keep my tone neutral, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of seeing my upset. Allowing my eyes to roam over a dark blue pin-stripped tailored suit that barely fit the muscular form of Mike. His dark eyes trained on me, his l*ps pulled into a scowl as he looked down my b*dy, his l*ps twisting in distaste.

“Nice to see you too, baby girl!” He sighed, having just referred to Lilly as ‘baby girl’ to her father; hearing it sl*p from Mike’s l*ps felt wrong, but I couldn’t be bothered to argue with him about his pet name for me now, not when Alpha and Lilly are on the other side of the door.

“Lottie?” He huffed, waiting for me to say something, but I had nothing to say, trying to hide his frustration by running a hand through his dark hair

“When he does that, he looks like he has just gotten out of bed!” I whispered to Sage, who was watching Mike cautiously through my eyes.

“He probably has!” She sighed memories of walking in on him and another dancing across my mind. “She’s probably still there!” She added to drive her point home.

“I missed you last night.” He tried again, clearly trying to engage me in conversation.

“I wish I could say the same!” I grunted, annoyed at myself for acknowledging him, I crossed my hands across my chest. A part of me wished he would turn and leave me alone, go back to the she-wolf he had allowed to keep him company last night, but the stupid, naive part of me wanted to cling to him and ask him to fight for me!

“Your father sent me to find you!” He grinned a pearly smile that had my stomach fluttering; I hadn’t told my father about the breakup, so he meant well, I assured myself.

“I can make my own way to the ceremony.” I snapped, lowering my eyes from Mike’s face; the displeasure washing across his face made me feel self-conscious enough without another dig sl*pping past his l*ps.

“Lottie!” He tried as I pulled my elbows closer, hugging them around myself, his cruel remark about my weight last night still raw, even if I hadn’t let him know it had hurt me.

“You took forever!” He stated. “Probably putting all that slap on your face!” Pulling on my elbow, he half dragged me down the beautifully styled pathway towards the old church grounds at the back of the property.

“You’re hurting me!” I winced, a burn rising to my cheeks at the mention of my make-up! “Do I look that bad?” I moaned softly.

“Yes!” He sneered, not even looking at me.

“No! You look beautiful!” Sage interjected, lending me some of her strength to try and pull my arm back from his iron-tight grip.

“You don’t even have time to change! The guests have all arrived!” He grumbled, ignoring me and shoving me forward so hard I sl*pped on one of the petals lining the old cobbled path. “F**k sake, Lottie, you always have to show me up!” He hissed, looking down at me with contempt.

“Get up then!” He snarled, his eyes lingering on the deep V n*eckline that barely held my boobs in place; Lilly had picked the dress; like her wedding dress, it wasn’t my style, but this wasn’t my day! It was hers! Left speechless, I sat on the floor, looking up at my so-called mate, feeling the cold stone through the thin fabric.

“I can’t believe you, today is an important day for the pack, and you turn up dressed like… that! Representing me! Are you trying to destroy my reputation?” He snarled, shoving his hand out and grabbing my elbow again, yanking me up by it painfully and shoving me forward.

“You look like a whore!” He growled from behind me, shaking his head angrily; I could feel Sage’s anger rising, and as much as I was grateful she had my back, now wasn’t the time to cause a scene. It was Lilly’s big day and an important day for the pack; with the Meadow pack all in attendance, along with all surrounding Alphas, it was a huge event in our world. The last thing Alpha Leigh needed now was his Beta’s daughter causing a scene.

“Well, you’d know all about whores!” I seethed quietly, spinning to face my so-called mate, “How many whores have you had in our bed?” I scoffed, looking at him with pity but unable to stop.