Sandra's POV.
I sat on the edge of my bed, my mind whirling with schemes and strategies.
I didn't like her.
I didn't like her friend!
I didn't like any of what was happening anyway!
No! No! No!!
I thought of many ways.
How could I rid myself of Elizabeth, that little brawl who had dared to steal Alpha Tyson's affections?
How could I get her to leave just as early as she came?
Usually, a well-placed tantrum or a whispered word in the right ear with some light caresses and a kiss to his chest would be enough to have her ousted from the pack.
But things were different now, ever since that fateful night.
I cast my gaze around my room, taking in the familiar surroundings.
It was almost the same setting.
Soft lamplight bathed the space in a warm glow, casting shadows across th
