[Sera]
"There she is!" A woman with a predatory grin lunges forward, microphone extended like a weapon.
They swarm. Flashes pop, blinding me. Voices overlap in a chaotic barrage of accusations.
"Miss Winters! What's your relationship with Killian Voss?"
"Did you crash the engagement party on purpose?"
"The Alpha King's mysterious ex-lover—care to comment on that label?"
I freeze, my throat closing up. Words jam in my chest. "Please, I just want to get to work—"
Another voice cuts me off as a guy shoves closer. "Sources say you've been harassing Mr. Voss for months. Any response?"
Harassing him? The word hits like a gut punch. It is all backward, a distorted version of the truth. But that's how these stories go, right? The powerful Alpha and the worthless Omega. Of course I'd be the
