Sold as the Alpha King's Breeder
As soon as the music started to flow, I started to sing along with a professional smile on my face.
It was a rock song – the Rolling Stones' "You Can't Always Get What You Want."
As I intoned the opening verse, my gaze traveled around the room. But when I crescendoed into the first chorus, I tilted my head over to look toward Madalynn – who still seemed to be happy with getting what she wanted.
I repeated the words of the song's title over and over, my eyes shining and a grin on my face.
As I finished the chorus, I couldn't help but glance over at Madalynn. Her victorious smile had been wiped away, and she was biting her lower lip, hard.