But this? I had absolutely no idea where this was going, but it didn’t seem good. “I’m not sure…”
“You’re disgusting,” Larson snarled as he suddenly pushed me. I fell to the floor painfully, and my dress ripped. Cold air touched my chest, and I wrapped one arm around myself to hide while I frantically tried to pull the fabric over my chest. People around us laughed, and a familiar female walked over to Larson and threaded her arm through his. “He dresses you up because he knows you’re a slut. True, most wolves think with their d**k, but I’m looking for a queen. I can take a w***e to bed anytime, but marry one? I don’t think so. Nobody will ever want you, Nyx. Certainly not someone like me.”
I couldn’t take my eyes off my cousin. We’d only met a handful of times, but she’d always acted li
