47. My Mate

Blaze

Guiltiness was gnawing at me. I never meant to make Saoirse feel neglected or left out. I also didn't want Azalea and Julia to feel bad. After all, Aza is my twin, and we grew up together with Julia. I was trying to be a good host. To be honest, every time they made me sit with them to organize that party, I was dying to get it over with and go back to Saoirse.

As soon as she ran out of the room, I felt like an absolute asshole. I called the omegas to take care of the babies, and I went after her. I felt like my soul was ripped out of my body when I saw her plastered on Renzo's chest. Her body was shaking with sobs. She couldn't see me, but the bastard was caressing her back and her hair. I yelled, her name making her jump. She tried to separate from him but fucking Renzo held her in place.

"Get your filthy hands off of my mate!!" I snarled. I'm pretty sure I was frothing from my mouth. I closed the gap between us and grabbed Saoirse by her arm. Renzo held the other.

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