Kate slowly pushed herself up, her knees trembling slightly.
The force of Alpha Marcus’s power still lingered on her skin like an invisible chain, but she shook it off, her teeth clenched in frustration.
"f*****g hell," she muttered under her breath, wiping the sweat off her forehead. Her eyes flickered toward the closed door where Marcus had stormed out, his heavy footsteps echoing down the hallway.
She remembered how her glare shifted to Kaynda, who stood there like a queen b***h in her twisted little throne, smug and satisfied.
Kate’s jaw tightened.
This wasn’t just about Aurora anymore.
There was something deeply off about Kaynda.
The way she manipulated Marcus so easily, the way she played the innocent victim while weaving her lies around him like a f*****g spider.
Kate narrow
