Alpha Derick treated that gold-digging woman as if she were the moon and stars. He and his parents had conspired against me for her sake. I let out a bitter laugh—directed at myself, at my own naivety. How utterly pathetic.
Just then, a sleek black car glided to a stop beside me. The window slid down, revealing Alpha Derick’s infuriatingly smug face.
“Baby, we should go,” he said, his voice dripping with warmth and affection.
Rebecca waved at me, her smile oozing with self-satisfaction. “Alpha Clarissa, think it over. If you change your mind, you know where to find me.”
Alpha Derick shot me a cold, dismissive glance before pressing the accelerator. As the car sped away, I caught the tail end of their conversation.
“Baby, what did you say to her?”
Rebecca’s laugh was a pur
