Bianca’s point of view
I cannot believe all the work I did to make it as a Gamma from nothing to commanding an army, only to lose to Snow.
Katrina Fucking Snow.
I was fucking right when I said she was sleeping with Lucius, but no one believed me. But her agility once she shifted. There was something.
“Captain” Dave came to my side as I glanced at him before drinking from my bottle of whiskey again, enjoying the burn in my throat down to my stomach.
“Yes Dave”
“I was wondering if you need—“
“It is fine, Dave. Just keep an eye on those two for now” I say to him before moving away from him and making my way towards my other men.
“So now we have to report to Katrina? What is this the commander is playing at?” one of my omegas asked while glaring at Katrina.
They had seen how hard I worked to be here. The sacrifices only to be subjected to working under Katrina Snow. I let out a heavy sigh, glaring at her as she stepped away from Lucius, making her way towards the other side of the tent.
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