Chapter 17

Chapter 17:

I shifted the curtain slightly, watching as the Alpha King and the strange man got into a sleek black car.

He must be incredibly wealthy.

I didn’t even notice when the door opened until a heavy kick knocked me off balance, sending a sharp pain through my body. I lifted my eyes to see Nathalia, her expression twisted with rage, looking like she was about to skin me alive.

“How dare you?!” she roared in hatred, striking me hard across the face before I could process what was happening.

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The drive home was long and silent. Jasper kept throwing questionable looks at me through the rearview mirror, but I ignored them, turning my gaze away.

We were almost home. I could smell it.

I relaxed further into my chair, slowly sipping the champagne from my glass as my mind drifted. There was only one thing clouding my thoughts: the strange girl.

What was her name again? Aurora? It had to be that.

Judging from her scent, she didn’t smell like an Omega, nor did she smell like a rogue. She didn’t even have a wolf. It was hard to pinpoint who she really was. But I could swear I caught a powerful scent in her. My nose doesn’t deceive me.

If she had such a powerful scent, why was she reduced to working as a maid?

I could tell she wasn’t a maid. She was just forced into that role. She had to be the Alpha’s daughter—the annoying slut who kept throwing seductive looks my way and touching…

Goddess, I hate that girl.

She should be grateful I didn’t stab her slim fingers and eyes with a fork.

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But Aurora’s scent had a calming effect on my troubled mind. Aurora. I liked the way it sounded. So innocent, so charming.

There was something about her that caught my attention, but I couldn’t quite place it.

Maybe it was the way she was manipulated. I knew that bitch had a hand in putting fear into her and forcing her to be a maid.

She thought I didn’t notice her glaring at Aurora. Her jealousy was practically suffocating the room.

The Alpha should be ashamed of his daughter’s lack of dignity.

She thought I was deaf to the clearing of her throat, signaling that Aurora should leave.

To think she almost humiliated Aurora in front of everyone…

Good thing she left in time, or I swear, I would have torn that annoying bitch to pieces.

Aurora.

I couldn’t help but notice the look on her face when I told her to leave.

Though I felt a strange emptiness in her absence, I was still relieved. The hall had felt like a cage, and I had to let her go.

Her eyes were so beautiful and unique; I could have stared at them forever.

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