Claire's initial panic faded when she realized it was Olivia.
She struggled upright, smirking at the pale, haggard she-wolf who'd endured a day and night of torment.
Still alive? Must've been Eleanor's doing.
Claire's resentment flared, but her face stayed innocent.
"Olivia, what are you doing? Let me go! You know how much Alpha Sean loves me. If he finds out you're messing with me right after getting out, he'll be furious. And when he's mad, who knows what he'll do to you? What, a day and night cozying up to snakes in the basement wasn't enough?"
Claire's eyes gleamed with triumph, certain of her place in Alpha Sean's heart after last night.
My gaze held no trace of fear—only frost, sharp enough to cut through bone.
The old Olivia, the one who’d loved Alpha Sean until her heart ach
