Tabitha
“You must have sucked our Alpha’s c**k to perfection for him to be treating you with this level of warmth,” the maid that came in with my covered tray of breakfast blurted. Her eyes shone with contempt as she reviewed me beside the bed from head to toe: I was wearing a simple cream silk dress that fell lightly to my knees, and a matching scarf to cover my mark. Madam Karen had bought these clothes for me, and this maid’s jealousy was enough to highlight just how beautiful my dress was.
“You’re just nothing but a wolfless b***h!” she continued to attack, “how could he make someone like you a Pack member?”
My lips parted, but they sealed back with the speed of light, recalling Ezra’s warning. I can’t reveal the truth, which leaves me no choice but to accept insults from this low
