The Alpha's Scorn: His No More
The vix*en was hands down one of the most puerile, self-absorbed, and cunning women I knew.
And if I knew anything about her, then I needed to get ready for her retaliation.
The way I was not in tears, and was totally unfazed by their words and jabs told her everything she needed to know – I had not been reprimanded the way she had hoped I would be.
News flash, sweetheart, your manw*hore has changed tactics and targets too.
“You have some nerve, smirking like that,” she growled at me. “Not sure what’s funny, but you best believe you won’t be laughing when Leo’s done with you.”