Ayla’s Pov I woke up sore between my legs and smiling. Rowan had fucked me hard last night, and I still walked straight. That felt like a win. I pulled on tight black leggings and a cropped tank top, no bra, no panties, and went down to breakfast. The second I stepped into the dining hall, the whole room went quiet. Rowan sat at the head table with three visiting Alphas. His fork stopped halfway to his mouth when he saw me. I took my time at the food table, bending over slowly for the bacon, reaching high for the juice so my shirt rode up. I heard his chair scrape. I sat alone at a small table in the corner and started eating. Rowan was there in five seconds. “Move to my table,” he said low. “No thanks,” I said, biting into a strip of bacon loudly. “I like watching you squirm from here.” He leaned down, hands on my table. “You’re doing this on purpose.” “Of course I am,” I said. “You spent years making me feel small. Today you get to feel it.” “I was twenty-two and stupid,” he
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