CHAPTER 50: YOUR WOMAN?
AMANDA'S POV:
For weeks, I couldn’t wrap my head around what had been going on in my life. No matter how many times I ran through the list of people in our pack, or in my school, nobody made sense.
Who would spend that kind of money on a traitor's daughter? Who would risk the Alpha's wrath by being kind to me? No one else fits into the description but Donovan. It had to be him.
It was a sick, twisted game to mess with my head, to make me think I had his heart before he pulled the rug out from under me.
So, this morning, I decided to play along. I packed the silver jewelry box into my backpack, making sure Mom didn't see a thing. If he was the one sending these, I’d know the second he saw them on me. His face always gave him away, no matter how much
