PUCKING MY EX BOYFRIEND RIVAL FOR REVENGE
“Is it Max? Did something happen at home?”
“No,” Jess breathed. She shut the door behind her and looked at me with this awful pity face, the one people give you right before they drop the worst news. “No, it’s not Max. It’s the Pack Feed. The Hemisphere broadcast just went live.”
A cold little shiver ran straight up my back. “I don’t watch that crap, Jess. You know that. It’s all fake smiles and propaganda.”
“You need to see it,” Gina said, pushing past Jess and shoving the phone right in my face. “The gala at the estate. It dropped like five minutes ago.”