Third Person's POV
He pointed at Sabrina, his finger trembling with rage. "You actually wanted to be Alpha Lance's breeder? Didn't you always hate Adelaide? How could you sink so low?"
His deep, rough voice roared with fury.
Gloria's numb brain gradually awoke.
Her mate knew nothing of this and would never approve.
Thank goodness.
Sabrina wailed at Ulrik, "Alpha Ulrik, your accusations are unjust! If you hadn't been demoted, I wouldn't be in this plight."
Her voice quivered, and her golden eyes misted.
Ulrik snapped, "My career is none of your concern. I'll fight for it myself. You're just being self-serving. You fancy Lance, but what's so great about him? Why do you all throw yourselves at him?"
His bass voice brimmed with indignation.
Sabrina, previously indignant, flushed with
