- WILLOW“Your mate is a cheating piece of shit, you know.”I didn't even bother looking up from the kitchen counter I was wiping down. That grating, arrogant voice could only belong to one person in the Ashbourne pack mansion.Dexter Lambert.He was leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed his chest, his entire appearance that of a useless, lowly gamma. He had this irritating smirk on his face, and I wanted to hurl my dirty dish rag right at his stupid face.“Go away, Dexter,” I replied evenly. “Not in the mood for your crap today.”“Well, I'm just telling the truth, honey,” he said as he walked into the kitchen as if it was his own. He reached for the apple in the fruit bowl, threw it up in the air, and caught it. "You're here playing dutiful little housewife, waiting for the big brave warriors to come back from the battle with rogues, while Callum is out there getting his wick trimmed by someone else."I finally stopped wiping the counter and glared at him. My chest clenched, bu
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