BRIENNA’S POV
“Well, aren’t we working overtime for attention tonight?” Fiora muses, sliding into the empty space beside me. “I always knew you were a spiteful little thing. But I never realised just how desperate you were. Three men? Really, Bree? I suppose when you can’t keep one Alpha satisfied, you have to rent a crowd to overcompensate.”
She says it with a mocking, pitying grin.
The sight of her sets my blood absolutely ablaze. Flashes of her little performance on the staircase resurface, and I am instantly consumed by a violent wave of disgust.
What breed of psychotic snake did Adam actually stick his d**k in?
I give her a slow, degrading once-over. She looks expensive; I’ll give her that. Adam’s platinum card must be sobbing for mercy right now.
She is wearing a lilac dress th
