The Alpha's Broken Pet
Wendy leaned in, her voice dropping to a hiss, though it was loud enough for Justine to hear.
“You, my dear, should feel honored to even breathe the same air she does. To stand near her. You should be grateful for any crumbs of attention she deigns to throw your way.”
Okay, that was enough.
“That’s very kind of you to point out,” I said, my voice even, meeting her condescending gaze head-on. “But as I believe I mentioned to her previously, I actually have a boyfriend.”
Wendy scoffed. “A boyfriend? A werewolf boyfriend, I presume? And you think that’s even comparable to having someone like her”—another dramatic gesture toward Justine—“showing an interest in you? Are you delusional?”
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