She clasped her hands together in mock sincerity. But I knew the truth. If I got involved, my baby and I would be scrutinized. The entire pack would turn against us. And if that happened, I didn’t think Simond would save me.
He would finally have the excuse he needed to be free of me.
Tears spilled from my eyes.
“Please, Tati, stop this,” I begged.
I was already broken—ruined—drowning in loneliness. And now, even she wanted to drag me deeper.
But Tati had always been cruel to me. Always.
She grinned.
“Then if not the alpha… should I go for your husband instead?” she taunted.
My throat went dry. Her smirk deepened as she leaned in closer.
“Do it, Tasha. Help me drug the alpha to make him bed me… or else I’ll bed your husband and take him away from you.”
“Where’s Tati?” I murmured to myself while I made my way to the alpha.
He’s smiling, engaged in conversation with guests, his red tailored suit setting him apart as the man of the night. Young, handsome, and completely unaware of what’s coming. Just to be certain, I confirmed with the servants—yes, he’s the alpha.