Archer’s P.O.V.
‘She belongs with me?’
What the hell does that even mean?
I needed to get out of there. I needed to run away. I needed to distance myself from the situation for a while, I was ready to lose my f*****g s**t, and I did not want my mate to see me in such a state. So that’s what I did. I had stepped away and I had run for it, like the f*****g fool that I was. I had left my mate behind when I had only found her a few minutes ago. Not even a goodbye, no kiss, nothing. I had just turned and left. I was always so down-to-earth, understanding. But now, with her, everything had changed.
you damn FOOL!
She didn’t wait for me?
She had a child with someone else?
FUCK!
I felt as if I was about to explode. I knew it had always been a possibility. I was 24 years old by now. I knew
