Rebirth of The Biker Alpha's Bride
“You brought a fake dress just to prove what exactly? And seeing that you didn’t even remove the tag, you must have rented it. You couldn’t even afford a fake dress. Tell me, mirror… who is the most classless of them all?”
Mia’s eyes flashed with humiliation as she tried to snatch the tag, but Lilith sidestepped, and she fell forward right beside me. She groaned in pain as her knee bled, staining the dress.
“You bitch!” Mia roared, clutching her bleeding knee. “Who the hell are you?”
Lilith crouched in front of her, smirking. “I am Lilith Valtor—the Crown Princess of the BlueMoon Pack,” then, in a chilling voice, she added, “…and your personal nemesis.”