She knew all of the answers. I was sure someone had been feeding her the answers. I did not know how, but I knew my beta had something to do with it. She looked over at him every now and then. After she did, she seemed to come up with the perfect answer. I do not know how he was feeding her answers, but he had to have been. I was going to figure out how.
She walked the welcoming committee out and thanked them for coming when the doctor walked over to me. “She seemed to make a good impression.”
I kept my eyes for several long seconds. I thought about everything that I could do with her body. I let my mind toy with everything I was going to do to her. There were so many things I was going to do to her, and I was going to make sure that she enjoyed it all. Finally, I turned my attention away from her. “Too good,” I said, looking at the doctor.
“What are you implying?” the doctor asked, taking a few steps closer to me.
“I am saying that my beta was clearly helping her,” I said, glaring at the doctor.
The doctor glanced toward the door and toward my beta and Lucy. “Why would he do that?”
I set my jaw slightly. “I intend to find out.”