Chapter 152

He gets a thunderous darkening scowl aimed his way. I look unimpressed and breathe in quick, raspy breaths as my temper rages a little higher. I think it’s an aftereffect of holding my anxiety in while linking, and now the dam breaks. “He loves me, PAH! And he doesn’t care who I’m with. As if he has any say in that respect when he pushed me out and made me leave, and then before even a week had passed, he had some skanky puta in his bed and completed the marking that should have been with me! Ugh! Is he conveniently forgetting all of that? Is he that dense and that much of a condescending hypocrite?” I’m venting, so wound up with our interaction and triggered over the stupidest part of it. Hating on him as an emotional response and oozing fury, I wriggle about in my seat manically, waving my hands around and kicking the dash. “Skanky what, now?” He rubs his head, eyes darting between me and the road, and tries hard to make sense of my ranting. “You know what? If I didn’t need that jerk