ANNABEL’S POV
The distraught woman's cries filled the air as she tore through the room, a tempest of emotions surrounding her.
“How could he? How dare he?” The lady had bright red blood hair that swung angrily at the dresses.
I and Amelia exchanged puzzled glances, their curiosity piqued by the unfolding drama. The woman, overcome by grief and anger, suddenly locked eyes with me and exclaimed, "You! You're the one marrying him. I saw the picture of you and him."
My heart sank as she pointed accusingly in my direction. Confusion etched across my face, I stammered, "Marrying who? What are you talking about?"
The woman's tear-streaked face contorted with anguish as she gasped, "Thomas. Alpha of our pack. He's the father of my child. How could he marry someone else? He promised me."
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