Ava’s POV
“Elara, you didn’t tell me you were going to be back so soon,” Alpha Grindley asked, while I watched in amazement.
Elara? That's her name.
But who is she to Alpha Grindley?
“Grindley? Who is she?” I watched Elara walk towards me, staring at me like I was some sort of thrash.
“Why are you here at this hour, Elara?” Alpha Grindley turned away from me. Yanking his hand away from her.
“Grindley, why are you behaving as if I’m–”
“Elara! You are yet to answer me! Why the hell are you here?” Alpha Grindley sniffed, his eyes darting from me to Lucian, whose gaze was set on me, and John, whose anger was still directed at me.
This whole drama is making me feel weak and dizzy.
I can't believe Alpha Grindley coerced me into this, asking me to produce an heir in exchange for finding
