Bella
"Are you done parking?" a guard from Alpha Owen called from outside the door as I sat while the maids fussed over my things. I heard my own men reply, "When we're finished we'll leave, none of us want to spend another second here."
They'll handle it. But this humiliation Osborne has put me through will not be forgotten. And that b***h of a mother-in-law when she caught my hand mid-slap the second time, I knew she wasn't just any she-wolf; her grip was strong, almost like a man's.
Which meant she could have avoided the whole thing, but she let it happen. I fell right into the trap she set, and now everyone will look at me differently. Worse: my reputation is on the line.
I bit my finger hard. What am I going to do? By now my father must have seen the video-so why hasn't he called?
