Chapter 11 : James

“It’s a bit like an arranged marriage. Anthony has his playtime. Why shouldn’t I have mine?” Alicia purrs, stepping closer and running a hand down my chest. All I can smell is her perfume. Fucking sick compared to her natural scent before she rejected me. Fitting, a scent as fake as she is.

I step away from her. “I’d like to talk to the men who saw the children.” “There’s plenty of time for that,” she replies, moving toward me again, closing the distance between us. She pulls her body tight against mine. “It’s just you,” she whispers in my ear, nipping at the lobe, “and me right now.” I feel her hand slip down further, moving to undo my pants.

There’s a time when I would have died for this, but now? I have no interest in this treacherous bitch. I grab her wrist and pull her hand off me and push it back at her.

“You think you can reject me?” She laughs. “You’re a beta, James, and not even a very good one. I’m above you. If I want you, I’ll have you.” I feel her aura rising. Is she fu