Was this only possessiveness at work?
Or was it because my pride had been wounded?
I clenched my fists.
She had been with me for two whole years.
She shouldn't have let go of the past so quickly.
And she shouldn't be this happy.
End of Kael's POV
In a dim corner of the banquet hall, three she-wolves gathered together.
They wore gorgeous gowns and sparkling jewelry, but their faces were filled with anger and unwillingness.
May, the she-wolf in the blue dress, glared at the dance floor.
She held her champagne glass so tightly that her knuckles had turned white.
"Unbelievable!"
She looked at Olivia shining on the dance floor and spoke through gritted teeth.
"Look at her. As if this house belongs to her."
"I thought she would be hiding at home crying," One of her friends laughed
