Mandy
After the trial, my hands wouldn’t stop shaking. I had come clean out of it. I cited a five-year-old case, knowing fully well that Ezra hated rapists.
But it wasn’t the fear of being caught that made my blood boil, it was Tonya. The way she stood there in the Alpha’s meeting room with those inquisitive eyes, acting so smart, asking those clever little questions, thinking she knew everything and could take me down. For a moment, I was afraid that she would expose my truth, but then I wriggled my way out this time. She was a b***h, and I needed to put her to rest soon. Because next time she could pin me.
What infuriated me more was that Ezra didn’t throw her out of his life after the witch potion incident like I thought he would. Instead, he gave her more guards for protection. Bu
