My stepmom is my Mate?
She chanted, pushing me aside as she wiped her tears.
“It’s a joke, I’m just overreacting.” She says, trying to convince herself. Darla sobbed loudly, running out of the room. Vanessa stopped wiping her tears as she watched Darla run out.
“It’s a joke, right? Why is she crying so much? It’s just a joke. My pup is still inside me. It’s still waiting to be born, so why?” She asked, eyes boring into mine. I felt a knot tighten up in my throat, letting my shaky hands rest on her shoulders.