Penelope POV
"Where the hell were you last night?"
The voice sliced through the cold marble hall before I even cleared the doorway.
"You didn't even prepare your Alpha's dinner!"
Chloe stood at the top of the grand staircase, her fingers clawing the mahogany banister.
"You shameless little tramp!"
Her scent hit me next. A heavy, sickening wave of rotten floral pheromones. She always pumped them out when she wanted to remind the servants she was the Luna.
To me, it just smelled like garbage.
"You think marrying into the Blue-Claw Pack gives you the right to act lawless?"
Chloe took two steps down, her diamond necklaces clicking together like teeth.
"A pathetic Omega who couldn’t even protect her own kind dares to disrespect me!"
Inside my skull, Aria clawed at my mind, her wolf c
