Lunch did come by fast and right on time, the Marshall Alpha and his Luna made a show. Of course, Sandra had thought a lot about her mother’s insistence on the damn lunch, but when she saw Scarlet at home, she knew what they would try to do. She was hoping that the transition be fast, but first, she needed to talk to Scarlet and sort things out. She needed an explanation from her sister about why she was forced to endure a life that wasn't even supposed to be hers. Sandra was pissed and once again, Aztec noticed. One thing he had noted was that Sandra’s family gave her serious anger issues."Come on in,” Mary said and Sandra just forced a smile as she respectfully yet coldly responded, "thank you, mother.”"Hello Sandra, it’s been a while,” Sandra greeted Scarlet, her own name making her want to puke considering the person she was referring to. This family had the ability to make her angry by simply existing but Sandra would try and see things to the end of the fiasco anyway."Hello

That afternoon, Scarlet was the first to show up at the Gilmore cafe. She had a lot on her mind and wanted to find better ways of getting Sandra away from the man meant for her. It was a crazy idea even for her, but the fact that her mother hadn't given her any money in the name of the Alpha, had pissed her off so much. Then again, she hadn't even stayed till dinner to know whether she would be getting the money or not. 'I could have had the Alpha and yet I’m stuck with an omega, what a joke,’ Scarlet thought to herself as she waited for her boyfriend. Alfred was a young and handsome man who fascinated Scarlet in all the ways possible. She loved him too much but clearly, she loved money and power more. Her greed and lust for a better life had forced her to come to this cafe and now that she thought about it, it wasn't exactly a bad idea. After all, she always wanted to be with the powerful in society. Ten minutes later Alfred walked through the Gilmore doors, looking handsome a

"What exactly do you want to say?" Alpha asked impatiently as he looked at the woman before him. He was supposed to be in love with her and maybe he was, but why was he feeling terrible for leaving Sandra at that diner alone? Why did he feel like the biggest asshole in the history of assholed? Damn, the Alpha wanted to get out of here but he wanted to know what Beatrice had found out about Sandra. Aztec had himself to his beta to look into Sandra and now that Beatrice was saying she had something for the Alpha, it had to mean something then again, why did she even investigate Sandra? Or did his best friend tell her? Well, Rodrigo may have been an emotionless beta but he knew better than to betray Aztec. That would equal a death sentence for him and the Alpha everyone was scared of would surface. "Be quick about it, I have places to be tonight,” Aztec said and Beatrice just let out a huff. She had hired someone to investigate Sandra a few days ago and the secrets she had found

[AZTEC]Aztec was still in Beatrice’s room at the villa and clearly, the woman was yet to come to terms with the fact that her boyfriend was ditching her for someone better. She was in denial, which was a little too dangerous, considering the fact that no matter what she wanted, Sandra ould always be the woman for Aztec.The hours were quiet and the winds so slow, and yet in the midst of it and at the center of her rejection, was the meal she had prepared to win him over. Maybe she should have just given up. "What?! You, you're breaking up with me?" Beatrice asked, the disbelief clear on her face. Of all the things she had expected tonight, the alpha wanting them to split up was definitely not on her bucket list. And to think that she was the one who had called for the damn meeting. Goodness, she would go crazy if the alpha kept this up. Maybe there was a way to make the alpha look at her like she wanted him to. So she got up, walked around the table, and to where Aztec was curre

[SANDRA]"Thanks, I really needed that, Gemma,” Sandra said to her best friend when they walked out of the club at five o'clock.It was probably way too early in the morning, but then it was early enough for the sun to rise. they had just come from clubbing, or like Gemma had graciously put it, they had come from clearing their minds. Sandra was drunk as fuck.She had done everything that she never thought she would but then she also knew that Aztec would still hate her anyway. nothing she ever did was pleasant to him, just because she was the damned wife without a voice.She was like a trophy, but soon enough, Sandra would get done with being a trophy. She would fight back and hell be damned, if that day came, bargain or not, the Marshall alpha would feel her wrath."You look like shit, Sandra, why don't you come and stay the night at my place?” Gemma asked, even though she already knew the answer that Sandra would give her.It wasn't fair that he had been ditched at the restaurant b