Ava’s POV
“What did you just call us?” Isabella’s voice cut through the air like a blade, sharp and low, snapping me out of the spiral of thoughts swirling
Grayson had almost married her?
Why didn’t it happen?
Why was she back now?
The kiss that I had tried to push out
of my mind suddenly felt heavier, more significant. The questions in my head multiplied, each one feeding my growing frustration. And yet, M “Are you even sure you are okay? If you insult me one
more time, you will regret it” Isabella’s angry voice snapped me back to the present. I blinked, realizing that she and Elaine were already de
Everything was starting
to make sense. Why she had that look of superiority in her eyes at his office? Why she knew that our encounters were far from over. Was it
I didn’t care. I shouldn’t care.
“You need to get something through that airhead of yours,” Isabella continued, stepping toward Elaine. “You don’t own this house. If anyone fiancée.”
Monica let out a low, mocking laugh, joining the conversation like she had been waiting for her moment. “A lot can change in the span of two I shook myself out of my daze, finally turning to face her. “Whatever happened between you and Grayson in the past, whatever reason you that’s none of my business. But what IS my business is you throwing yourself at him now.”
Her smile grew wider, more condescending. “Oh, so she speaks.
I clenched my jaw, refusing to be drawn into her game. “I’m not doing this,” I said firmly, my voice steady despite the anger bubbling under tl theater, you can wait until we’re done. But this conversation? This whole thing?” I waved my hand between all of us. “It’s over.”
Elaine snickered, turning to Monica
as if I hadn’t said anything at all. “I told you she had a sense of entitlement. Like she actually matters here. Giving orders like she’s importan is just uncultured and doesn’t know when to shut up.”
That did it. Isabella let out a growl, low and primal, the sound sending a
shiver down my spine. Before I could stop her, she launched herself at Elaine, tackling her to the ground. Elaine yelped in surprise, but it dic
Elaine struggled beneath her, her eyes glowing as she tried to shift, but Isabella was relentless. Her hands gripped Elaine’s arms, holding h and for a moment, it looked like Isabella had the upper hand.
But then Monica moved.
I saw her out of the corner of my eye, her stance shifting, her eyes darkening as her wolf threatened to surface. Panic shot
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