CHAPTER TWELVE

Evvie’s POV:

She gasped and broke down in tears. I scoffed.

People who had heard her extra dramatic gasp turned their heads in our direction. And just like she obviously wanted, a crowd began to form all around us, highlighting me and this shameless woman across the bar.

“Look at her, bullying poor Brenda.” I hear them murmur. “Is she that heartless? She’s pregnant.” One grumbled. And my hands clenched into fists.

Does she not think I am painfully aware of that?

She had slapped me the deal with her pregnancy the day Zachary came back.

Yeah, I f*cking know she’s f*cking pregnant. With my mate’s child.

But she also knew exactly who she was dealing with when she came to me to flaunt how she snatched my mate before my eyes.

The whispering continued to echo in the air as several people passed judgements against me. Some, however, showed nothing but sympathy in their eyes, including Pixie, who now must have realized the truth.

Glancing around, I noticed most of the crowd hailed from the Bla