Alpha Ragnar's Unclaimed Mate
I opened my mouth to continue, but she cut me off.
“You’re Alpha Ragnar’s new plaything,” she said, smiling.
“Pardon?” My brows furrowed.
“Don’t worry,” she huffed. “It’ll come to you eventually.”
I instantly felt uncomfortable, and I cleared my throat.
“Uh, I just wanted to get some water. I’ll be going now,” I said, taking cautious steps past her.
“I don’t know why,” Blaire mused behind me.
I hesitated and turned.
“You aren’t necessary,” she continued. “And I know that. After all, I’m betrothed to him. So I could never feel intimidated by a piece of trash like you.”