~~Love is coming together again~~
1031 Words
Amanda P.O.V
I am still on the phone with Sage, and I can hear him growling and hissing into the phone.
“Let me talk to the slut, babe. I want to tell her off so much, “he says.
I am just listening to what she is saying, and I am getting outraged myself. I am just so shocked why she is saying this and saying that. So, basically, I should leave Sage and start somewhere new for a little while.
“Becca. I’ve already done that for a month now, and I need to talk to my husband about what is going to happen and the schedule on who gets the days with the baby when the babies are born.”
I swear I heard a growl, and I looked over, and it was Becca. She was steaming red in the face.
“What's the matter, bestie?”
She just took a deep breath. “Amanda, I want to tell you the truth now,” she says.
“What do you mean? I can’t be mad at you for f*****g Sage when we were still in high school, but I am furious that you tried to f**k him under my roof in my f*****g house. Friends don’t do that to one another. That is so wrong and very unfriendly. To the people you trust and love,” I say.
“Duke is calling. Hold on, I will be right back,” I tell her.
“Ok, I'll be over there,” she says, “so you can have privacy. She just started to smile and smirk. Why is she acting like that?
“It’s ok to have secrets,” she said, “I won’t say a word, promise.”
I hear Sage say, “Do not hang up on me.”
“Hold on, babe, I need to see why he is calling, sweetheart,” I
say.
“I am sure it’s ok to care about being with my friend like a brother and also.
He has a mate named Derek, so whatever you thought was totally out of line, girl. Lol. I don’t cheat on anyone–schoolwork or my lover, so get that out of your brain, girl,” I say.
I get a text from Sage, ‘’’’’’’ I will ruin that b***h’’’’’’’ she is a crazy b***h ….. I swear, please come home, baby, please come home to me. I miss you, you finally believe me now. Please come home, baby. I love you…”
I am thinking about this. I need to teach him a lesson so he never puts me through this s**t again. I am sick and tired of going through all this because my husband is one f*****g hottie that every girl that walks by wants to jump –he is my f*****g mate. If it wasn’t for his wolf marking me, I do not think Sage would have marked me and probably would have kept messing around with other females, but I could be wrong. Maybe I should have faith in him like he has faith in me and trust, but come on, it’s super hard to trust when you’ve gone through so much f*****g s**t from him and others.
I need a few weeks away from him, and I will text him some bad news for him.
“Sage, I will not be coming back right away. I need time to heal and wrap my head around this whole ordeal, babe. I love you so much, Sage, but I need time, ok”.
Then I woke up drenched in sweat, then I gasped.
Anaya, my wolf, says, “I don't know about you, but I do believe Becca is someone I don’t want to get to know, even her wolf is bad news. I just feel like they are trying to steal our mates,” she mind-links me.
“Yeah, I know the feeling. I felt like that when she would google eye our men….. What did I do? I hope I can get our husbands back, our mates back.”
I take a deep breath. Gabe’s house is just a few streets over, but it's like a field between our places. I can see my little cottage. I can see Sage in his office sometimes, and what gets me at the time if Becca is back, then why is she not at his place because she told me a few days ago that Sage had confessed his love to her, and she told me she loves him also and she is sorry that this happened but the heart… what the heart wants…
I am like, yeah b***h, that is my man you’re going after. Deep down, I felt that she was lying, and that is why my dream must be the answer that I needed to convince myself that Sage is not the bad guy. The bad one is the bad girl, and her name is Becca, and she wants to steal my man. then Anaya says
“Yeah, and her wolf wants Lee also,” Anaya says.
“That is it. I am calling up our man, and I am getting him back.”
“Hmmm,” Anaya, my wolf, said.
And I am like, oh yeah, of course, the figure we both will get our mates back. Then I pick up my cell. I am nervous, but I dial his number and wait and hope that he answers and not a girl who tells me he doesn’t want to talk to you. I am waiting, but I don’t have to wait long because I heard him say, “Baby, you there? Please come back.”
I look at the clock, and it’s 4 am. “Yes, babe. It is me,” I say.
We both say at the same time, “I love you.”
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