THREE ALPHA’S WOLFLESS OMEGA
Just which Alpha was she referring to, and why did they want me involved in this coronation ceremony?
My reveries were abruptly interrupted by the sudden appearance of Jessica, her hair wrapped in a bright turban as she held up two elegantly decorated dresses. "Good morning, sister!" she beamed, thrusting the gowns in my face. "Since you are the only one I know here, I thought I should ask you to help me pick which one I should wear."
I scowled, pushing myself up from the bed. "Go ask your fiancé, bitch," I muttered, the mere thought of Robert still sending a jolt of dislike through me. "I'm not interested in your fashion choices, or you."
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