Offered to the Cursed Alpha
But my heart broke a little more when I saw who it was—or who it wasn’t.
It wasn’t him coming to take back what had happened. It wasn’t him coming to explain that “it wasn’t what it looked like”. It wasn’t him coming to apologize.
It was Claire.
I tried to wipe my tears, but there was no use. She’d already seen me in that state.
But what surprised me was that when she looked around the room, and her eyes settled in my slouched form on the floor, she looked like she’d been expecting the tears.
“I guess you saw him already. The Alpha has gone back to bringing his whores to warm his bed,” she clicked her tongue, and if she was trying to sound sympathetic, then she failed woefully at it.
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