The Alpha's Unwanted Queen
With a casual flick of her foot, she kicked the bucket over.
Dirty, gray water rushed across the flagstones, soaking into the hem of Eva’s frayed, oversized tunic and stinging the fresh cuts on her knees. Eva didn't cry out. She simply clamped her jaw shut, keeping her hands flat on the wet floor.
"A daughter of the Ironwood bloodline, groveling in the dirt like a human peasant," Victoria laughed, a high, melodic sound that carried no warmth. She leaned down, her perfectly curled, dark blonde hair brushing against her shoulder as she whispered directly into Eva’s ear. "You are an embarrassment to our blood, Evangeline. Twenty years old, and not a single spark of a wolf inside you. You’re not
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