NATALIA’S POV
THE hallway is quiet, and I am still leaning to the door of the Alpha’s office, slump onto the cold marble floor and thinking about what Natasha said to me. Her words and more than an insult. The hardest and most painful slap that screams to my entire world that I am nothing but a worthless one.
“DON’T YOU GET IT? OR YOU ARE ONLY PLAYING DUMB, NO, PERHAPS YOU ARE PRETENDING TO BE BLIND? WELL NATALIA THE TRUTH WILL REMAIN ONE NO MATTER WHAT YOU WILL DO. THIS MARRIAGE IS NOTHING BUT THE PERFECT EXCUSE TO DISPOSE OF YOU.”
It’s echoing inside my mind and like a different kind of pain, it is a torturing me worse than what my everyday life is. Worse, I couldn’t shake those thoughts away knowing that it’s the truth.
“A marriage of convenience.” I whisper, borrowing my face in
