Shortly, Heath joined us at the dining room, wearing a new shirt under her skirt. She was deep in thought why we were in the kitchen earlier and the soup that she was holding fell on her body, almost burning her. “I am really sorry, Darcy.” She whispered enough for to hear while Alpha Anthony and Miss Bridget eat.
They kept on looking at each other, smiling which had made me wonder if he had called me out here to show me that I mean nothing to him.
This should be the last thing on my worry list because everything from Tracy had gotten me depressed that didn’t come out for my room the whole day until Beta Michael came for me to let me know that I was expected to help Heath in the kitchen.
At first, I had thought that it was a scope that they were trying to use to get me go closer to Heat
