Mated To My Boyfrien Chapter 96: Asswipe!

Chapter 96: _ Asswipe!

Drach, that bastard didn’t look in the least bit remorseful after shoving

down. "Look, oga," he began with disdain, "this is none of your concern. Stay out of it before you get hurt."

Before I got hurt?

Like the damn bastard hadn’t already hurt . And he knew what I was?

Fuck him.

"Why don’t you go eat shit, you asswipe!" I screeched at him, fumbling to get on my feet.

Lupe was right beside , "Isleen, no. No, no, no." She pleaded nonstop.

Just while I was still reveling in my contempt for him, the bastard bent in front of

with a scoff.

"Asswipe, huh?"

What ca next was a searing pain that ripped through my arm as he shoved

again with surprising force.

My legs buckled beneath , and I tumbled to the ground, landing with a sickening thud. A sharp cry escaped my lips as a jolt of pain shot through my elbow.

"Isleen!" Lupe shrieked, rushing to my side and kneeling beside .

Ignoring her bastard of a mate completely, she cradled my injured arm gently. Tears stread down her face as she examined the distorted angle at which my elbow was bent.

"It’s broken," she whispered, vibrantly shaking her head.

She turned to him with spite. "Look what you’ve done, you brute!"

Lupe scread with a voice that was filled with a ferocity I hadn’t witnessed before.

Next, I knew, she grabbed a nearby bottle of olive oil which was the heaviest thing she could find in the imdiate vicinity, and with a ferocious glint in her eyes, hurled it at Drach’s head.

Boom!

The bottle connected with his head in a satisfying thud, sending shards of glass flying and a crimson gash blooming on his forehead.

"You unfaithful bastard!" Lupe roared, her hands thrown beside her. "How dare you do this to her?! You leave

to grieve my mother while you cavort with so... so..." she sputtered, searching for an appropriate insult.

Silas stumbled back, clutching his head and wincing in pain. The commotion had attracted the attention of the store’s crowd, and a circle of curious onlookers had ford around us.

Oh, Gosh.

This was far from how I had expected our grocery shopping to be. We were going to stretch our legs and slack out, but fate was a bastard, wasn’t it?

"This is not what it looks like, Lupe. I told you to always listen to , bitch! Why won’t you just listen and make – make ..." Silas hollered, throwing his hands in the air like a psychopath. "I can explain if you’d just hold your horses and let

EXPLAIN!"

"There’s nothing to explain!" Lupe cut him off, her voice shaking with barely controlled rage. "You had your chance to be there for , and you chose... that!" she gestured towards the fleeing elf who had disappeared into the crowd of people in the store the mont she saw that shit had started to get real.

While this unfolded, the store’s security guards had been alerted by the commotion. Two burly guards pushed their way through the crowd and approached the scene.

"What’s going on here?" the first guard bood with authority.

Lupe, while still fuming, pointed an accusing finger at Drach. "He attacked !" she declared wailing.

My mouth fell open. Was Lupe reporting her mate? For ?

Drach was now holding a bloody cloth to his head. He glared at Lupe. "She’s lying," he countered. "She’s the one who attacked

first."

What in the fuck’s na?

That lying assface!

The guards exchanged a skeptical glance. The scene before them spoke volus. A distraught woman with a broken arm, an injured man with a bleeding head, and a tense atmosphere that slls of hostility.

Not to ntion the whispers and murmurs of the onlookers at that declaration of Drach’s.

I’d need my elbow to be shifted back in place before it could begin to heal.

"We’ll need to co with all of you to headquarters," the second guard declared.

His declaration left no room for argunt, that much was sure. I almost couldn’t believe my ears. The headquarters sounded like hell to

these days. It ant I’d...

... I’d see him. Gamma Rhett.

Oh, no.

"Seize the man! He hurt those girls." Hissed a middle-aged woman as the crowd began to disperse and go about their businesses.

The first guard whistled. "We’ll let the law do that. Now co on, up. All of you." He began to clap, signaling us up.

Drach, who was now completely healed now groaned at Lupe with gritted teeth. "You’ll pay, Lupe. You know . I’ll make sure you pay."

Wait – what did he an she knew him?

This dickhead couldn’t possibly be hitting Lupe, could he?

"Yeah, well. I guess it’s you who has to pay first." The first guard gave him a spank on his head.

Drach snarled at the guard, his wolf howling a warning. "Don’t touch , asshole!"

"And what are you going to do if I did? Beat

like you beat these ladies?" The first guard was relentless.

He went chest to chest closer to Drach, pushing the assface with a finger. "Huh? Huh?" He demanded.

Drach was clearly a jerk. He growled at the guard, his fangs elongating. "Touch

again and I swear, I’ll make you pay!"

All these while, my mouth was agape. This was the animal Lupe was mated to?

So much for mating.

"Look..." The second guard intervened. "Just as my colleague had said, if anyone would pay today, that would be you." He gestured at the ssy aisle we were at. "All of this sses – you’ll pay the bills for the damages. Now get moving!"

Together, the two guards hustled him forward to the checkpoint counter. The jerk wouldn’t stop grumbling curses under his breath. The Moon Goddess was really questionable for matching Lupe up with a crazy man.

The only good thing about him was his looks and fra.

Well, not that Lupe was that great herself. Before that attack, Lupe was pretty much a bully like her sweetheart.

Now, look what they had done. I’d see Gamma Rhett for the second ti today. AGAIN!