I rode the bus to school the next morning with the same happy smile on my face. William had given me hope of regaining my life and home. It was a fantastic feeling.
Plus, it would clear my name.
Too many of my fellow students think I am the imposter. Having people think I was the type of person who would scam Alex made me angry.
It was hard seeing Olivia surrounded by many of the same Alphas who had befriended me while hearing them say horrible things about me that weren’t true.
I didn’t intend to speak to Olivia. And I don’t think she wanted to talk to me. Each time I saw her that morning, outside the school and again in werewolf history, she looked the other way and ignored me.
Maybe she felt guilty about what her impersonation was doing to me. I didn’t speak to her because I was a
