Alaric
That’s when the crocodile tears began. Big, glistening drops rolling down cheeks smothered in goddess knows how many layers of foundation. Her voice turned dramatic, laced with trembling sobs that didn’t reach her eyes.
“Kelly… She’s not who you think she is, Your Highness,” she started, clutching her chest. “You see, everyone thinks she’s innocent, but she’s not. She’s… she’s a disgusting slut. She has slept with all the warriors in this Pack, including the members of the hierarchy. Even when she was newly married to Bryan, she couldn’t stop herself. She’s absolutely loose and will hump anything that resembles a d**k. She has been passed around so many times it must feel like a tunnel inside her.”
Each word made Frite rumble inside me, a low, vibrating growl that rattled my skul
