Chapter Fifty-Eight
Hurrying down the stairs, I let the bond pull me outside to hear hurtful words being spewed at my mate.
“What did you think you could dress up and get him to take you back?” She asked and I looked down the walkway to where my mate stood with her back to me.
The blonde woman from the pictures stood in front of her. Her hair pulled back from her face in a ponytail, her hands were on her slim jean covered hips. She had on a low cut pink shirt that clashed with her coloring.
“He doesn’t want you, Andy.” She yelled, stepping closer to my mate. “You stole him from me before but I won’t let you do it again.”
“I didn’t steal him from you. You guys were never together, Bethany.” My mate said. Her voice was low and I could tell that she was trying to hide her hurt from her s
