HAZEL
We were at the closing dinner for the conference, and I wished I was anywhere but here.
I felt like I was in a simulation of hell because I was forced to sit with Alpha and his misogynistic friends and I detested their kind.
The fact that I was getting married to one irritated me, especially because I had to be seated amongst these old-money werewolves, ruthless pack leaders, and dull minded oldies that couldn’t keep their mouths shut.
“You should’ve seen her t**s,” one of them said, laughing into his beer pitcher. “Barely twenty-one and she bounced on me like she was born for it.”
I gagged, remembering what I walked in on Alpha doing two days ago.
“Mine still calls me Alpha in bed,” another added. “I don’t even know the b***h’s real name.”
Crude laughter scattered around an
