Rita's pov
The sun was going to sleep and evening was coming fast, because I was going to be in the woods. I wore jeans and a top that covered most of my body but was fitted enough to lay over me like a second skin.
After what happened with Aiden I knew that I had to up my game.
I brushed my arm, recalling how he had pushed me aside, flinging me to the wall like a rag doll.
The lack of consideration in his eyes as he chased after her while I was there nursing the unintentional bruise that he gave to me.
“What's even special about that woman? He has as much personality as vanilla and just talking to her makes me want to grab the nearest wall and smash my head into it…one thing for sure is that this alpha triplets of mine do not have a type because she is nothing like me…”
I stared
