MARGARET
In no time, the car pulled up in Ezra’s place and I got out. I stormed down the hallway, my heels clicking loudly against the floor. My chest was tight with rage.
How dare he? How dare Lazar treat me like a common criminal in front of that... that lowly human, that curse?
I had it all planned out. The poison in that syringe was supposed to stop Allison’s heart slowly. It would have looked like she just wasn't strong enough to survive her injuries and no one would have suspected. But now, Lazar had the needle. He was sending it to Ezra to be tested, if he hadn't done it already.
If Ezra found out what was really in that syringe, I was dead. If Alpha Lazar finds out that I was telling lies about the sedatives, I'll be done for.
I hurried to the clinic and burst into Ezra’s
