Escape from My Mate's Test-Tube Lie

ia stands, a white flower pinned to her hair, her pale dress clinging to her frame. She's c

storm over and snatch the photo from

her eyes glint with mockery. "Sophie, I came

her. "Poor Ruth, scraping by her whole life,

o sorry, then get on your knees a

ips trembling as she glances a

harp and detached. "Didn't

nd like it's nothing. Olivia's eyes light up, he

said ninety-nine bows. She's here to

vering. He stares back, a mix of exa

e young she-wolf," he says. "You don't wa

atening me

crushed in a vice, but I swall

tle Olivia out. The crowd, clueless, murmurs about how d

the ceremony. When it's time to head b

n follows

self. "Babe, remember how we used to close up the burger

was enough. One rainy night, when our old van broke down and I was curled up in the passenger seat, knocked out from cramps, Logan didn

, I was furious. "There was an umbrella in the

eyes sparkled like a pup's. "Logan

an blink, the car swerves hard to the right. My side sl

crimson vision, I see Logan-my mate, who swore never to leave me-bolt from the driver's seat witho

pain in my abdomen, I crawl out of the mangled pa

sing moments ago, gapes at my blo

es, but my mate

igure, my voice hoarse and broke

lips before my legs give ou