[Leah’s P.O.V.] – Blue Ridge Pack
Enduring Ashley and her smugness the last two weeks has been torture. Christian was obligated to move her into the packhouse, but thankfully, the Beta suite is still unoccupied, so she isn’t on our floor. With her apparent due date closing in, Ashley has become insufferable. Christian is down with her day and night, attending to her barely discernable bump.
“I still don’t understand why you don’t whoop her a**,” Frankie asserts, her feet thrown across the arm of a couch. I can’t stand to be in the packhouse at the moment, so instead, I have taken to hanging out at Kayla’s house.
“Get your feet down,” Kayla scolds her, handing me a glass of wine, and shoving Frankie’s feet off the couch so she can sit down.
Returning to Frankie’s question, I remind h
