Till Death Do Us Part{Book 3} *Completed* (Old Version) Being renewed

Stitches

A lot of revelation going on in the chapter, I got you guys good. You guys are going to be speechless.

Summer's POV

{Chapter Fifty Five} "Our baby died, I can't believe this." I stayed behind as Yeoman walked toward a sobbing Angela, yanking her hands away when she tried to touch him. "What?" Her eyes shifted my way, "Now because my baby died you two must be so happy no? You can finally be together." She spat out and Yeoman gritted his teeth.

"Cut the crap Angela, we both know that the baby wasn't mine." She gasped at that, "Now, who is the father of the baby you were expecting Angela, don't try to deny it because when I gave you my blood it should have stopped the baby's craving but it didn't." Yeoman exposed her and she looked around mouth gaped.

"What did you lie about?! The baby was yours! I don't know where you got that idea from, I had a miscarriage!" She shouted, still denying what we both knew. The baby wasn't Yeoman's, but the baby was definitely from a father who was cursed.

The only cursed people I know were my father, which I doubt would have slept with Angela because he was busy getting it on with my pregnant mother, disgusting if I might add. Khalid, who was a father and my sister's mate, they were barely out of each other's side and Mauricio.

He was hard to crack, and he already found his mate but he's too old for her. She was in her early teenage years, around fourteen. We, that are constantly with him couldn't get him to crack a smile. So I doubt he'd be with Angela.

Guess I ran out of options. Yeoman laughed, "You're still denying it, you don't think I realized that you would drink something when you start to feel sick? You were drinking someone else's blood, who was it? Who is the father of your baby?" Yeoman gritted out pissed out.

Angela looked cornered, her chest heaved up and down as she swapped her face to the other side. "Tell me, who is the baby's father Angela?!" Yeoman shouted at her, getting impatient, she was shaking, all her plans were crashing down.

"Enrico's." She whispered at us and jumped when Yeoman told her to speak louder. "Enrico! It's Enrico's baby." She shouted out on top of her lungs and I gasped, staggering backwards at that with a hand on my heart.

"No, you're lying. It has to be someone else we don't know about." I told her not believing this. Enrico and her doesn't even know each other. "You don't even know who he is, how did you even get pregnant with his baby."

"It's true! Do you think me coming was a coincidence? No, I'm from Enrico's pack." She revealed and I gasped shockingly while Yeoman cursed out. "He told me about you being with Yeoman and he wanted me to break you two off, but to my surprise Yeoman ended up being my mate. So it all came up perfectly."

"That bastard! How could he? How could you?! You used my drunkenness to sleep with me and pinned someone else's baby on me? No wonder you're from Enrico's pack, you two are the same. You two could be the perfect couple." He spat out at her and I grasped my chest as I breathed in and out heavily.

"We never slept together, you were too drunk and mentioning her name over and over again, I love you Summer, why did you have to leave me? Pathetic! She isn't even your mate, I am!" In this dark moment she still found the way to be a bitter and hatefully bitch. "No matter how much I touched you and kissed you, you wouldn't bulge. You were calling Summer's name until you passed out drunk. I took my clothes and yours off and got inside of the bed with you so it could seem as if we had sex but we didn't."

I gasped, shaking my head at her in disbelieve. "You deserve to rot in hell." I spat out at her and whirled on my heels, not wanting to hear more bullshit coming out of her mouth. I gasped, tears coating and blinding my vision as I walked to the chair on the waiting room to sit down.