POV:Ameera
As Alpha Keith walked out without caring about my dignity, I lay on the floor, covering my body as best as I could with my hand, sobbing gently. She had practically ripped off her damn clothes from my body, making me look vulnerable and stupid. One of the omega’s working in the kitchen came running towards me with a blanket to save me the embarrassment of walking back to the room, naked. I couldn’t be more grateful than I am right now.
“Thank you,” I muttered softly, wiping off the tears that went down my cheeks with the back of my palm. She helped me up and also helped me to wrap the blanket around my body properly.
“We heard your father is a wealthy billionaire, why the hell did you not come with your own outfits, why did you have to borrow from that witch?” she asked me,
