THE LYCAN KING AND THE SLAVE
Her eyes zero in on me, and I can almost hear the cogs turning in her head, figuring out the best way to kick me while I'm down.
"Well, well, if it isn't the glorified wench," Diana smirks, leaning against the doorframe like she's auditioning for the role of the evil stepmother in Cinderella. "Crying again, are we? You know, tears won't change the fact that you're just a slave here."
I wipe my eyes, sniffling not because I'm sad but because I'm suddenly so angry. "Oh, Diana, don't feel threatened by me. Trust me, I never loved Alpha Leo and never will. You can have him and his charming personality all to yourself."
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