My Sister Stole My Husband, Now Two Alpha Wants Me
"I don't need a plan! I don't want to leave. I'm fine! I'll clean! Where are the mops? Show me what to scrub and I'll do it!"
I was trembling so hard the water sloshed over the rim of the glass, soaking my hands. My own younger sister had stabbed me in the back to steal my husband. Marcus had thrown me away like trash. In a world built on monsters and betrayal, I couldn't afford to trust anyone—especially not an old woman who belonged to the Alphas.
Nana stood up slowly, watching me with a look of profound, sorrowful understanding. "Child, I promise you—"
"Just give me the bucket, Nana," I begged, my voice barely a whisper as I shut down every emotion inside me, locking my heart behind a wal