LINDA'S POV
My whole body was shaking with rage and humiliation.
How could this be happening?
One minute I was on top of the world, showing off my prized painting, and the next... everything was falling apart.
I watched Aria, noticed the way her face tightened for a split second. She opened her mouth, probably ready with another clever little lie.
But before she could say a word, Alpha Ezra raised his hand, cutting her off. "No, wait," he said, his tone softening in a way that made my blood boil. "I apologize for the questions, Aria. I do trust you."
The words hit me like a physical blow. HE TRUSTED HER? Even with the paint still wet and all that? He was just going to let it slide?
A bitter laugh escaped me before I could stop it. "You trust her but not me?" I shouted, unable to con
