TAMED BY THE ONE HE WRONGED
Mia Xtamed by a broken beastto tame the alphaadored by my ruthless alphatamed by ruthless mafia husband
But I didn’t want to get expelled on day one—or worse, get roasted by my father, the Alpha King—so I bit the inside of my cheek until it hurt.
“World peace?” I offered sweetly.
The glare he shot me could’ve incinerated a rogue.
“Say that again and you’ll find your peace scrubbing the detention room walls—alone,” he growled. “Now. What. Do. You. Want?”
Damn. Someone needed a Xanax and a hug.
“I’m the new transfer, sir, and—HOLY SHIT! WATCH OUT!”
Too late.
With a hiss and a splat, a pipe that looked suspiciously like a microphone exploded, drenching the Dean in foul-smelling gutter water.