Camila’s POV
On the day my punishment ended, I felt as though I had been released from a cage like a cougar. My chest burned as I freshened up and got dressed up, getting back my title as the alpha's consort.
Recalling that Vander had to degrade me that way just because of some slave he had hired made me want to pull the palace down. Like, he forgot how I’d run this palace with him after his parents died?
I had done more work than Luna could do. Even when I was still pronounced his mistress, I was by his side, drafting out plans and how the pack would be run smoothly, helping in the progress of his rule. And just when I thought it was time to reap the fruit of my labor, it got snatched away by another female who showed up from nowhere.
Envisioning the way he carried her in his arms out
