Atlas
“What the f**k is wrong with you, Seraphine?” I yelled at her just as I entered my room.
“What are you so angry about? I didn’t do anything wrong.” She shrugged, acting oblivious as she locked the door behind her.
“Don’t you dare pretend like you don’t understand what you just did. Why did you have to brag about being my fiancée to Scarlett?
“The girl already has a hard time settling in the pack. Why did you think that information was useful to her?” I asked angrily.
I was pissed at Seraphine for so many reasons. But I couldn’t even really tell if it was because I wanted to protect Scarlett’s feelings or if it was because I was genuinely just irritated with Seraphine.
She knew too well that if it wasn’t necessary and almost impossible to avoid, I wouldn’t be marrying someone
