A Blast From The Past

JAVIER

I stepped into the sitting room and my eyes almost bulged out when I saw Ivan and Mia in an intimate position.

“What the hell is going on here?” I asked, fury coursing through my blood.

Mia peeked at me through Ivan’s shoulders and a frown formed on her thin lips.

“What?” she scowled at me.

Her voice was slurred and her eyes were wide, her hair was flying all over the place. I noticed the glasses that were on the table and the empty bottle of vodka and I glared at Ivan.

“Did you get her drunk on purpose?” I asked him with a frown.

Ivan scowled at me, “At least I'm not running around with some girl while ignoring my mate!”

I scoffed, Ivan’s voice was a bit tipsy but I knew he wasn't drunk, not completely like Mia. There was no excuse for how he was holding my mate right now.

“Leave her alone,” I scowled at him.

I walked up to them and attempted to pull him away from Mia but she clung onto him like her life depended on it.

“Leave me alone!” she snapped, her eyes blazing