As I opened the door to the Alpha’s house, three pairs of unfamiliar eyes stared straight at me. But after a closer look, I recognized one of them.
Standing beside an older man and an incredibly beautiful young woman was the same guy who had harassed me in the office—the one I’d knocked out cold with a mop. I prayed he didn’t recognize me now.
But when I heard them refer to Wayland as their future son-in-law, it felt like the ground disappeared beneath my feet. My heart pounded in a choking, uneven rhythm, like I’d just sprinted a marathon. I had not expected such betrayal—from the Alpha, towards that woman... and me.
Why wasn’t his fiancée with him on New Year’s Eve?
And him? That bastard! Groping maids behind her back like nothing’s wrong. Disgust surged inside me, thick and bitter.
