“Take a look at this, give me your thoughts,” Zane hands the note he got the other day from the gym to Max, smoking on his cigarette with a cold frown.
The note has been a subject of bother to him and he doesn’t trust it, he know what h saw with his eyes, it didn’t look f*****g staged, it looked exactly like a picture of two lovwers in bed that was accidentaly linked to the wrong group chat.
The note could possibly be Astrid’s doing, she’s probably trying to deceive him, to manipulate him into believing the very same lies she told him all those years ago.
Astris is an omega and the omegas are in charge of cleaning everything, including the dressing room of the pack training facility, it is more than easy for one of them to have slipped that note into his locker at Astrid’s behest.
Eve
