Peyton
I couldn’t believe how something so trivial had blown up into a full-blown scandal as I stared at a clip of Dionne and me from last night, now tainted with a watermark labeling her a slut. My blood boiled just looking at it even though I was supposed to treat her badly, like my brothers insisted. They definitely weren’t going to stop until she and her mom got the message to leave our dad alone, but I couldn’t ignore the fact that Dionne was on my mind more than anyone else had ever been.
From the moment she first walked into our living room, dragging her suitcase behind her, I felt something for her. Being the son of the Alpha meant I was no stranger to attractive girls, but none of them ever had the effect Dionne did on me. There was just something about her, maybe her scent, or
